Background: about an inch of snow fell (and stuck!) last night.

Apparently my neighborhood’s thing (remember that I live on a hill) is to sled down the middle of our street. I guess one inch of snow is sufficient for such endeavors, as people have been doing so constantly for the last hour and a half. (I’d guess the continued snow isn’t hurting.)

…and a kid just sled into a dog.

I’ve been sipping Russian Tea and watching the festivities from my office window, since while I can sleep through a yowling cat or crying baby I am still weak against thousands of children simultaneously screaming in a combination of joy (those on their feet) and terror (those sledding).

…and a kid just tried to assassinate a sledder using a bowling ball-sized snowball. He failed (didn’t lead his target).

I’ve spent the last month not doing much more than working and sleeping, which is pretty sad considering how ineffectual I am at actually getting to work. There have been a few bright moments–Johanna’s end-of-the-semester house party, Brian visiting for New Year’s–and a whole lot of cooking and cleaning around Christmas, but mostly it’s been a monotonous blur with little energy for anything extra.

The end is drawing near, though; next week should see my code’s maiden voyage. After fixing whatever bugs exist… we’ll see if I still have a job. Not sure what the odds are, there.