the real winter

golly it actually feels like winter...i even saw a few snowflakes on break at work...and today i finished reading Death on the Installment Plan by Louis-Ferdinand Céline...our door is broken...there's wacky shenanigans involving actually having to use the FRONT door...i got some mail: The System of the World by Neal Stephenson and Les Rallizes Dénudés: Le 12 Mars 1977 à Tachikawa...other than that, uh...