Ice to rain, blech. Icy pools in back yard are kind of neat, I guess.

Sleepy, chilly.

Snow's changed to ice, L.'s made cookies, listening to sleet's rustle, watching Dr. Who.

Would like to fall asleep & wake to lots more weekend.

Snow, snow, snow!

Just went back & forth to work in the snow, snow, snow, not particularly slick, people driving like idiots, salt trucks out.

Supposed to warm up later, will try to enjoy while it lasts.

Feel so much dumber than when I was a kid, frustrating.

From across the street, "Bye!" "Bye, I love you!" Closing car doors.

Peretz & Pickles had a mildly violent dispute over food.

Should go do work.

L. got coffee, lovely woman.

All sorts of fun doings out & about, foot hurts too much.

Need coffee, foot hurts too much.

Took a hot bath & some ibuprofen, helped a bit.

Finally went to check out Countrypie in Ashfield, crust only passable but very nice in all other respects, though my colleagues objected to the cleanliness of the tables & the parmesan baked on the pies (not the quality of the cheese but its simple presence. Learned of another new pizza option in Colrain while there, will have to check that out at some point.

Foot's back to hurting, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Smoked sausages are en route to us by post.

Was settling in for a quiet evening when a sudden splash alerted me that something was amiss. Appalled wife relayed the information that Peretz was vomiting from her once cozy perch by the fire. Quite voluminous, bit of a bear to clean up, found the chunky, fuzzy bits by the dog bed particularly upsetting.

Anyway, all better now, I hope.

Finally have clean clothes, washed myself in celebration.

L. made a rum cake.

Came home from work, picked turkey carcass fairly clean, had turkey sandwiches. Meant to write that down hours ago, too spacey.

Brought in more wood, watching Everest documentary.

Odd cold symptoms, after leaving me largely alone while making & enjoying holiday supper, returned while I slept, kept waking up coughing. A little more work, then nap, I think.

It's sleeting.

Made a pretty lavish Thanksgiving spread, fairly substantial company ended up trickling in, some brought scotch, happy days.

We're all watching Star Trek futuristically streamed to our TV over modern computer networks.

Want some pie, still too full.

Macy's Parade, Macy's Parade.

Saw Snoopy, where's Underdog?

Left work early, came home & took a nap. Got up around 4 & started cleaning the kitchen, preparing sweet potatoes for pie & squash for roasting, L. got home, made enchiladas & cookies, then I made pie.

Cooking made me feel somewhat better, generally does.

Went to see some music in Turner's, talked to a bunch of people, got tired & came home.

Lying down, realized how shitty I feel. Fucking cold.

Coming down with something, coughing my head off at desk. Was feeling a little unusually woozy & sleepy last night, guess that's why.

Want some soup.

Strange, disrupted sleep.

Was going to make sweet potato pies last night, was too sleepy & lazy.

Dreamt of things without number, mostly mechanical. Kept waking to warm dogs.

Feel like I'm at the bottom of a well.

Could use a soda, maybe I'll get a soda.

Usually comforting machine hum oppressive today.

Rainy, rainy morning = trouble getting up.

Finally struggled upstairs to the wife with coffee, watched "Rainy Days & Mondays", other Carpenters videos for a bit, skipped the shower, walked dogs in the rain.

Last night, while trying to sleep, found mind veering off in unpleasant directions, needed to put on anime to quieten it. After that, had the usual wacky cartoon dreams.

First it's really cold for a few days, then it rains. That's the way it plays in Tennessee.

So, Massachusetts has gone south.

Work is so dismal lately, nothing much going on there other than stupidity & layoffs. The stupid people are almost never the ones to leave.

We have very little food in the house apart from stuff for Thanksgiving. Despite that, made what I think was a pretty passable vegetable curry.

After that, sat around watching TV & drinking whisky & ginger ales.

Job is giving me a stomach ache. More of that to come, I'd guess. Got to love being the guy who deletes people's user accounts in a recession. Ick.

Banana pudding went over pretty well, pretty much like I remembered it, though it would've been nice to let it sit longer.

Warmer today, but a damp chill in the air.

Slept late, went to brunch with the wife & kid, delightful brunch got comped as a result of L.'s social networking activities on their behalf. Nice.

Took kid down to Smith to meet his ride home, then went Thanksgiving shopping, also got stuff to make desserts for multiperson birthday party later. I made an enormous banana pudding, like old times. L.'s making double chocolate cookies.

Not quite as cold today.

Sal's out for a visit for the first time in ages, we just watched The Evil Dead, try to be a good influence.

Shocking cold continues, should probably take the dogs for a walk.