Long Winters
well, i apologize for leading you all along to believe that i had this blog posting thing under control. truth is though, that during the week, AOL and CompuServe had a big fight over which one of them was going to provide me with internet service. all at the expense of me. i think i was denied access on wenesday night or so, and didn't get it all straightened out until just last night.
classes? fantastic! i don't think i went into them really expecting much. i mean i really didn't know what to expect. i hadn't really thought too much about it beforehand, it just sort of happened. And they fucking rock!!! i kid you not! i think what has surprised me the most is how much i'm really into them. in school before i would rarely ever parcipate or raise my hand or whatever, but now i'm all for it! all my teachers are just as into the classes as i am, i think. even if they're not bouncing off the walls and inspiring the masses (though a couple are... or at the very least, pissing people off). i'll you give the rundown later.
in other news, it's really cold. i don't say that lightly. i usually manage to stay pretty warm. just as it's in my genes or something, but this is pretty intense. it's not even enough that the highs only get up around 15 degress F, but the wind coming down from the hills is a killer. i honestly don't think i was that aware of how bad it was until yesterday when i was out driving around as the sun was setting and you could just feel all warmth leave the air. even the exhaust from the nuclear power station near by was cooling so much that it stayed pretty low over the hills. it just felt cold. period. the clincher was that there were sheets of ice all along the river. it was absolutely breathtaking. i'd never seen it like that. it made me feel like i'm much farther north than i thought. plus there's just no rain anymore, just snow. so much that you just start taking it for granted. it is a lot of fun, though, to be driving around singing to pedro the lion and all the while you can see your breath. though it may have sounded like complaining at first, all these are the simple pleasures of an artic wonderland.
oh, distance has a way of making love, understandable