Monday, November 3, 1997

It snowed. Of course it snowed. It wasn't much, but just seeing it means the summer's pretty well shot, though I may see something of the fall yet.

Bear with me... I broke my mouse earlier and navigating the Web with a keyboard is... an education. You get very familiar with the TAB key. It was stupid, I pulled a drawer on the desk open, and while it was open the mouse fell off the desktop and into the drawer. Our Amazing Jeanne then closed the drawer on the cord, shearing it off. I won't have time to go find another one until tomorrow night, so it's the keyboard or nothing.

The thing about today and the snow was, I suddenly felt old. This will be my last winter as a 29-year-old. In the spring, I'll be 30. I don't know how I feel about that yet. There were so many things I should have done...