And by "things" I mean "nearly a foot of weekend snow". And by "back in the thick of" I mean "making snow angels in, and traipsing across the campus through".
I'm glad I brought a snow shovel up here with the car.
This is just too appropriate, somehow. Granted, I expected my roommate to be a little better at Swashbuckling, what with the multiple swords he owns. And I do think that my dinner-table history demonstrates the danger I pose around Pointy Things...
Whew. Now I play the Waiting Game, which I guarantee is more fun than Scrabble/Beat Patrick At Everything.
I'll post non-flippantly again soon.