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I'm not sure why it was freezing in my lab yesterday. Perhaps when it isn't full-staff here, they don't feel obligated to put the heat on. The warmth of the big fluffy sweater I put on this morning to compensate is somewhat negated by the fact the the whole left leg of my slacks is soaking wet from the fall I just took on the ice, right at the front door of the building. My comfort is not increased by the fact that I'm tired from listening to my girlfriend's hacking cough all night and kind of depressed in a physical sort of way and probably coming down with said cough myself now.

Obligatory, if not very interesting, followup on New Year's parent-girlfriend introducing jitters: Redbank First Night in New Jersey rather sucked, programatically, though we did get to watch the New Year's ball drop while standing in fromt of the Jay and Silent Bob Emporium. No grand announcements were made. No explosions happened. My mother's awful boyfriend was actually inoffensive, mostly due to his being rather sick. My mother was nice to Julia, Julia was nice to my mother, and we'll see what actually got thought next time I get a phone call from home. I've avoided making any resolutions, though there are certainly a few things I want to get done in 2003.

I cannot clearly express how much I do not want to be here today.