Princess Sparklefists

Ugh... five hours of sleep followed by eleven hours in the car do not agree with me. I felt pretty crappy this morning, but luckily that wore off. It would be a drag to spend my entire mini vacation feeling ill.

The drive yesterday was fairly uneventful. I only drove for about two minutes, in a parking lot somewhere outside St. Louis. Mom thought she was too tired to drive, but when I stalled at a stop sign, she decided me driving would scare her too much. I really must have some one teach me to drive stick properly. (I can make the car go, but I always stall when I try to stop. And I have issues with third gear.) So I was the navigator, which I'm actually good at. Not that it's hard, when the entire trip is on I-70.

Sadly, we could not stop at the Blue Springs Cafe for "mile high pie" again, because we drove through Pierron an hour before opening. Boo. We tried again in Vandalia after seeing signs about a historic statehouse and Abraham Lincoln, but the only restaurant we can find in town was completely burned out. (Bummer, that.) I did get some pictures of Lincoln's face painted on a wall and a "Madonna of the trail," but I haven't uploaded them yet.

My dad's cable no longer has BBC America. It makes me saaaad. :( Not that I'm actually here to watch the cable, but it's a fun novelty.

This afternoon I went for a short bike ride. I did a meandering loop around the old neighborhood, which I guestimated was about five miles. Last summer I went on fifteen mile rides about three times a week, but I'm too out of shape for that yet. Biking is one of the very few exercise activities I actually enjoy, so it's too bad I don't have my bike in Kansas.

The Doctor Who TV movie is hands down the worst Who story I have ever seen. I could go on for a really long time about how many things were terrible about it, but I'm sure many others have done so before, so I won't. I really do want to know why the Master had glowy green eyes and kept sliming people, though. WTF! Too make up for that, I'm watching "The Sea Devils" which has Three and Jo and the Master (sans glowy green eyes, avec rubbish beard) and is infinitely more fun.

And a note for the DW fans on my f-list: Apparently there are spoilers/rumors going around about the Moffat two-parter, but I'd rather not know, kay? I'm happy with my trailer-squee, and I'd like to stay that way and be surprised by what's to come. So please don't tell me anything. :)

It was still snowing softly when I walked home from the library this evening. The snow is really beautiful once the sun goes down because light from the street lamps reflect off the snow and make it sparkle. Ideally, I'd love for all the snow to stay untouched. It makes the city look so clean. Of course, realistically, people have to get around, so icky brown slush is inevitable.

In Columbus the amount of snow we had today would have brought the city to a near complete stand still. (I think there's somewhere in the vicinity of 8-10 inches on the ground.) Jym Ganahl would be simply ecstatic as he reported on the Snow Emergency level. My favorite is Level 3, the level at which you get arrested for driving. I've always wondered how the cops manage to catch you for that. Are the Level 3 Snow Emergency Police chases that I've been missing out on all my life?

Seriously though, I hate driving in the snow. I remember one snowy afternoon last year it took me an hour to drive the three miles home from campus. I probably could have walked it faster--if there were sidewalks. One of the nice things about Montreal is that there, of course, are sidewalks and quite a lot of people using them. It really is possible to get around in the snow without a car, and you don't have to deal with the traffic.

I still think it would be a great idea to get a toboggan and sled down the hill to class. I should've picked one up at Canadian Tire yesterday! Missed opportunity.