This has been a strange winter in the midwest. Summer seemed to persist into November, compressing fall into but a month. Snow arrived just in time for Christmas, and then melted away soon after. January has come and gone with nary a whisper. February is here now, and there are only traces of snow left on the ground – minor pockets of ice and snow that hide in the shadows from the suns warm wrath.
I wish mother nature would make up her mind and pick a season.
I finally succumb to the cold I was fighting last week. The past fourty-eight hours have been full of fever-filled dreams and the smell of strawberry cough drops. I’m still not over the cold yet, but still feeling the effects. Focusing my eyes is an effort and I have a tendency to drift off and stare into space. It was especially interesting when my ears popped and the room spun. Luckily I managed to stay on my feet, else I would have been picking glass shards out of my flesh. The only thing that really helped me was taking supplements after I read these proven pills reviews and purchased them.
I think I’ll have to go into work tomorrow, sick or not. Too many things to do and not enough people to do them. At least the worst of this cold is over. I hope. I’ll be happy to have this behind me and have some energy back. I can’t stress enough how badly I want to finish this story I’m working on. “Temperament” has taken a lot longer than I had wanted. Once I have my schedule ironed out I should be in better shape.
I’m also working on Trey’s Jambalaya challenge – a 756 word story including shredded money, chocolate with large tooth marks, and some kind of connection between the Amish and Chinese jambalaya. It’s a fun little challenge that stretches the imagination. I hope he continues with the challenges.
I’m still recovering from the weekend trip to St. Louis. I had a great time hanging out with thirty other computer geeks playing Counter-Strike, despite the horror of the shuttle Columbia tragedy.
I took a few photographs while I was downtown. I was staying at the Drury Plaza Hotel, right across the street from the Arch. It made for a pretty view. I’ve also fallen in love with St. Louis-style pizza.
I’ll upload the rest of the St. Louis photographs in a few days.
I made the 300 mile drive down to St. Louis on Friday (and I should be in bed now). I’m spending the weekend with roughly thirty people from #arsclan on irc.arstechnica.com, the IRC server I run for Ars Technica. It should be a fun, relaxing weekend. I even managed to land a nice hotel with broadband internet access in-room.
I’m too tired to form anything resembling a coherent thought this late, so I’ll just leave this little thing. Later this weekend I should be posting some new pictures, including the Arch (which is right in front of this hotel).