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It's snowing. It's very pretty. Several people have already mentioned this.

I could whine, but there seems little point. There's nothing productive I can do in the five minutes before my MMS lecture, or until after my MMS practical, anyway.

I do wish I could appreciate the snow more, though.

./~ bright as her eyes wide in the night ~\.

I do *not* appreciate the snow.

(I am stuck in C4. It is freezing. Outside there is a blizzard, complete with thunder and lightning. I have no hat and no scarf.)

Having even the weather conspire against you is rather tedious.

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Oh well, at least now I can say I tried to give out all the gospels, even though I've failed on two of them (and really didn't try as hard as I could have, because there are several times when at least one person has been in and I haven't gone over for various reasons).

My room is slightly too cold to wear just a long-sleeved t-shirt but slightly too warm for me to wear a jumper.

Snow is very pretty when it first falls, but in short order - and certainly on contact with people - it turns awkward and messy and ugly. Yet everybody goes 'ooh, snow'. Including me. I feel there is probably a lesson to be learned in here somewhere.

I just about got my tick done. I guess I should look at some Discrete Maths, but I only have five minutes, again.