I am much excited that Kristen is coming home from her Spring break trip today; the apartment loses all its life when she's not around. Sunday it even seemed like the whole place was going cold, and in fact it was; the heat was out. By morning, it was in the upper 30's downstairs. I will never complain again about our abundance of flannel and other warm blankets, which are now in a mound beside the bed having been pushed off landslide-style after the heating system was revived.
In the meantime, I have been doing very little: shamefully little reading
, shamefully little doodling
, shamefully little work.