It’s snowing. But I only noticed this as I was walking out the door (late, as I stayed up late yesterday) without time to change into something warmer. This is not so much a complaint as an observation, however.

The reason I was up late was that we went to Chuck E. Cheese’s and played there for, like, three hours. I met a little girl who was the polar opposite of the kid we encountered last time: she was nice and polite, and when I used my last token insisted on giving me some of hers. Seriously insisted… she wouldn’t take no for an answer. Anyway, I got junky prizes and a sadly unusual amount of exercise and home after bedtime.

I still wouldn’t have been up too terribly late if I hadn’t been in the middle of a compelling picture. I just couldn’t go to bed without reaching a state of near completion. Which also is not a complaint. Which statement I make to differentiate from my usual journal content.