Snowed in!

I'm sitting in my window seat, listening to Peter Karrie and watching my mom's cocker spaniel. He's just standing there, looking at the snow with a "What the hell?" look on his face. He's not a very bright dog, God bless 'im.

I'm procrastinating. I found my old MS Works CD, which I just installed. Now I'm supposed to be setting up an editor database so I can print off a bunch of query letters. I just realized, though, that I haven't bought a new non-fiction Writer's Market since 1996, so all of my contact info is way out of date.

Peter Karrie just turned into Sarah McLachlan. I have got to get some new CD's.

I've also been having ISP issues all day. I can't maintain a connection for more than 5 minutes at a time, which is particularly frustrating because I thought today would be a good day to catch up on all of my personal e-mail. So if you haven't heard from me in a while, sorry! It's the damn snow!

We don't get snow here very often. We don't tend to handle it very well when we do.

Anyway, I'm actually handwriting this on paper. I'll blog it later [I'm blogging it now! --J.], if I can manage to stay online long enough.

I just realized I have wax in my hair. Joy. I have candle sconces hanging on either side of this window. I figured lighting all of my candles might make it seem a bit cozier in here, so I did. Then I went and sat beneath one of the sconces. Brilliant, Jean.

I'd better write these queries before I forget all of my ideas. But first I need to go pick dried wax out of my hair.