While I recognize that I posted two days ago... I still felt moved by the spirit to go on a quick... rant, if you will. So, this whole winter business is getting old. I hate the fact that my car has huge, gross looking chunks of ice frozen to it. I hate the fact that I can't ride my bike to work, and use tons of gas that costs an arm and a leg most of the time. I hate the fact that there's ice on the outside of my door. I hate waking up, and going to start my car, only to realize that it's quite cold and to remain warm, five shirts are usually required. There's no one outside. I can't wander around on the dikes (paths by the river, not the lesbians.) I miss Fort Keough adventures. I miss random hikes at Strawberry Hill. I miss taking road trips and not having to worry about the interstate being covered with ice. I miss warmth.

At any rate, besides getting sick of the winter, nothing too terribly new is happening. I've been working a lot, sleeping, and throwing people at judo. I've been watching movies. And having great conversations. And missing Wisconsin friends.