The back of her throat feels like its coated in elmer's glue. Swallowing hard, she can't get rid of the viscous film. Heavy and syrupy, tired and swollen. Slumped over a flat pillow, feet up on the pea green couch, greasy in all the wrong places, cotton in her frontal lobe. What sunshine there is filters in through a small dirty window. The sound of the dryer thumps irregularly in the background. The constant white noise of the freeway mixes in with the wind, in and out through the dirty window. She would feel guilty about staying home today, if it weren't for all the entropy buzzing around her.

Ok, that's it, I'm back! I have been spending way too much time over at that other social networking site (ahem), and have been neglecting my journal for way too long.

You know, I think this is the longest I've gone without posting in my LJ since I started the thing back in 2001. I don't know if I should be impressed or concerned. I partially blame Facebook, since I've been hanging out over there lately. And well, there's only so much time in the day and sadly only so much time I can spend online. Occasionally, at the end of a very busy day of work and school, I'll have a brief moment where I feel inspired to post something. But the inertia of the couch and television usually stops me.

But I'm here. Really. Reading and lurking.

I finally made it in to work today. While trudging 2.5 miles through snow and over icy sidewalks, I saw two people trying their best to jog. What the hell people? Are you seriously that addicted to jogging that you'll risk life and limb to maintain your exercise routine? If you're that desperate, go to the gym!

*grumble*

Could things be any more Christmassy (is that a word)? Last night J and I went to our friend's annual Christmas party, just before the snow started. They had their usual delicious spread of scandahoovian treats including Swedish meatballs, pickled herring, and aebelskivers. And somehow J and I were lucky enough to end up with a stack of playboys and a bag of booze for our white elephant gifts (but I really wanted that lacquered unicorn picture, damn you Cameron!).

Today is going to be all about resting, cleaning, and putting up the tree. And I'm very, very excited about the impending severe cold weather because that means all this snow ain't going nowheres. Yes!

Here's a really good example of how much colder things were a century ago.

Yes, that's the same Lake Union that's smack dab in the middle of Seattle (that's Fremont in the foreground, looking out towards Capitol Hill). I don't think I've ever seen Lake Union freeze, let alone freeze up enough for people to skate on it.

What are y'all doing for New Year's Eve?

Looks like I might get my wish after all. They are predicting snow Friday night and Saturday morning, and super chilly temperatures. Heck yeah!

I really wish it would snow. And I mean snow freaking hard. Like the major sort of dumping that shuts down the city for days. And all you can do is hang out at home watching it come down while you sip tea and listen to old disco records.

So far, I'm feeling jipped.