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Arrrrrrrr
I kind of wish I knew how snow is getting in my bedroom window, but it seems to be pretty mysterious, apart from the general principle that my apartment is about as airtight as a screen door.
I actually have a theory or two, but they seem to violate physics.
A strategically placed towel will, I hope, prevent any additional snow from getting blown onto me as I sleep. I guess I should add 'talk to landlord about windows' to my list of things to do tomorrow.
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I actually have a theory or two, but they seem to violate physics.
A strategically placed towel will, I hope, prevent any additional snow from getting blown onto me as I sleep. I guess I should add 'talk to landlord about windows' to my list of things to do tomorrow.
(Folks with paid accounts may be interested to know that the above photo was uploaded using this new livejournal feature.)
Traveller fixed, but no hot chocolate
Now I have blurry pix, not yet online, of the wind sculpture around the tree with hopping-squirrel prints in the snow (our squirrels, too fat to walk, leave tracks that look just like rabbit tracks) and of my bewildered niece who showed up at our door this morning while her daddy deals with the furnace people.