Winters Icy grip continues over the willamette valley. It was so cold I was awoken from my sleep about every 2 hours last night.
Yesterday I intended to go with Matt to the driving range and shag some balls into former-snow-turned-ice. The problem was that my golf clubs were in the trunk of my car and my trunk was frozen shut. So we settled on getting a Stuffed Chicago Pizza, which was delicious.
Q is snowboarding today though. I am pretty jealous. It made me wish I even a fraction of disposable income needed to go snowboarding even a few times a year. If and when I can afford it, on my fellowship stipend, I will be in a part of the country to that doesnt accomodate such luxuries: best to put it out of my head.
Enough rambling, and smell you later.




