My alarm clock is evil. It roused me out of the most comfortable, warm sleep I've ever had this morning.
It was bone-rattling cold and there was frost on my windshield when I went to work. It has warmed up since, but the air is still on in my building, so I have been in my coat most of the day.
Add to that a modest case of the sniffles and I've got the makings of an early night at home. L reports that we have chicken soup for dinner, so at least there's that.
Later: Something more interesting.
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