I'm sitting here at my desk watching snow falling quickly and scenically. I'm still in my pajamas because I've decided that the optional TA class was not worth braving the snow, and I have an omlet and peach tea and I'm about to start reading the Communist Manifesto. Ah, life is good. - Although of course, life would be way better if I were about to read Edmund Burke or Adam Smith, but the Communist Manifesto should get my blood pumping, so it's good enough.
That's all. Goodbye.
