The bad thing about Madison is:

Anybody remember the first time they drove when the roads were winter-terrible? I do, because I did it just a couple of hours ago. Around 4PM this afternoon the snow began to float in--it was really beautiful, and the air was in the balmy upper 20's. You know you've adjusted when 20 could honestly be classified as balmy. the snowflakes were light and fluffy, but falling pretty steadily for many many hours. Of course, I figured that, being the capitol of Wisconsin, Madison would have its main streets plowed by the evening.

I'm a damn fool, and I know that now.

My little honda, aside from the random audible complaints during the less-balmy -20 days, has been great to have around. Unfortunately the same light weight that makes it zippy also gives it a bare minimum of traction once the snow hits the road and becomes a heavy slush that no damn snowplows seem to care about. To top it off, I wanted to get to Zomary's house for movie night, and in a strange convergence of fate I had to make, like, 3 left turns from a full stop at intersections. Imagine it if you can. tires spinning, and me not going anywhere, exceptt right back freaking home, where I tried to get the fierce deity mask in Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. . . . but I ran out of bombuchu's and gave up.

Dave's first day of work seemed to go really well, but I'm sure he'll say something about that. I'm happy he's got something to be happy about. I'm admittedly a little jealous of all those good things, but really we've both been blessed with some great opportunities this year. I have no idea where fate is taking either of us. I met our lab technician, who's a darn cool guy from Alaska. I believe he claimed he was the lone microbiologist in all of Fairbanks. I think. I'm glad he seems to be a calm non-fussy person. Here's to good first impressions.

Aside from these things, the only other highlight of my day was going over to the Southeast Recreational Facility (SERF) and taking a hip-hop dance class. Yeah, I know, it's pretty ridiculous sounding, and frankly it wasn't really all that fantastic, aside from the spritely little guy with the headset bopping around and leading us in Britney-esque routines. I don't think I'll be back again, although I had a good time. Just not very challenging, or rewarding. But certainly entertaining. And the SERF is HUGE, and packed with people at 5PM. There were literally herds of undergrads thundering down the indoor track. And me, lack-of-gym-ease girl, trying to just find my way to blend in.

Now to sleep I go--tomorrow is another schoolday