Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)

Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.

This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

I have come to the conclusion...

that it's not the cold that's the problem. The problem is my complete and utter inability to deal with cold.

It's not THAT cold outside right now--it's 44, cloudy, damp--but, the wind's blowing. I had to walk over to the bank to pay my mortgage, and although the thought of paying that much money is hurtful, it usually doesn't make my eyes water. But that wind sure did--I hadn't gone a block and my right eye was pouring out tears in a lonesome stream. Why? Well, because I left the house this morning not wearing anything useful for stopping the wind, the least windproof being my thin Haggar polyester trousers.

From now on, I'm going to make sure I wear fur pants every day.

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