why wait for the rivers to thaw?
snapshot of my life: I’m listening to They Might Be Giants, reading econ, and wearing my pajamas. And outside, it’s snowing. Sometime eventually my friend Emily will come over, and we’ll do work together. My room is a mess, but I need to clean it because tomorrow is house-hopping and people will be coming to see our house, since it’s a housing option. My roommate’s bird hears a door and squawks. I tell her to be quiet. (TMBG are always fun.)