At long last I've left my life of liesure ( please don't tell me grad life is anything but) and started working (alas!). Moved to Philadelphia where I was preceded by an ominous snowstorm- I refused to take the hint and came anyway. Found the place deep in six inches of snow , freezing the skin of my nose!
Already missing LA - warm sun and light breeze, snow is exciting the first couple of times you look at it, it gets old real fast! I'm beginning to regret all my initial ethusiasm at a white winter. To quote some famous and wise guy ( or maybe just a wiseguy) The Worst thing that could happen is that your greatest desires may be fulfilled. That unfortunately is all too true. Still I'm told that all this is only for another manth (at the most), then Spring will be in the Air, flowers, green grass... warm sun.... Fortunately the groundhog did not see its own shadow this year, so we're spared the additional six weeks of winter.
