07 January, 2004

Home at last.

What fabulous cold! I have never known such cold: negative twenty. Snow is piled in the medians. Everything is slick as snot. I love it—it’s vibrant.

I feel good to start getting back to work. Of course, yesterday I brought in the new year with a day of champagne drinking with Nicole. Ceremony is everything. So now back to work. A story needs to be told about “the Holliday Reunion” but it will have to wait. I have a frozen sink that must be remedied.

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