Mad Packing Race Begins!

Jeans, sweatshirts, parka, igloo, team of sled-dogs. Done and done.

Well, not really. I'm almost done packing, but every five minutes I remember that I need something else and find myself rampaging through the house until I find it. So it isn't so much a race as it is a scavenger hunt.

Paraphrased Kitsune: Why am I rampaging again? Oh well. No time to think! *unabashedly continues rampage*

Back to Kingston tomorrow with Lydia. Too bad I won't have my taser with me in the car. Now that would have been interesting. Zappy zappy!

Twenty centimeters of snow outside. Fresh, white, inviting snow. Perfect for toboganning. Too bad it's already dark out. Damn these Northern latitudes!