Haven't you heard? There's a blizzard outside!

I could spit more than it's precipitating outside, yet my boss and the city of Boston still decided to call it a snow day, so here I am. Ta-da!

Though I'm bound to go a little stir-crazy, I'm actually totally cool with sitting in my candlelight apartment in my kimono with a bottle of red on the coffee table, and passing the time reading Andre Dubus. In fact, I'm quite happy about it.

Mmm, glorious.