Russian Tea

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Sipping Russian Tea and typing; the Christmas tree, undecorated. It is crystal-cold outside. The kind of temperature that thins your skin down to a paper-thin shivery layer and wreaths your head in a smokey halo of your own breath.

Nice to be inside, the tea warming me from the center outwards.

Haven't done my exercises -- though I have been running around. But it's night now, and things are slowing. I have been tinkering a little with Tangerine. Do you like the new background? The spirals remind me, a bit, of tangerines themselves...also of clock faces and concentric ripples. All appropriate for a journal of this type. I think. I've also doublespaced the text, for better readability.

Other than that, today has been mostly about taking down the Christmas tree, writing, and website coding. Oh yeah, and drooling over the new Powerbooks from Apple. I'd "switch" in a second if I had the cash...

I watched Minority Report and The Nightmare Before Christmas last night. Kind of an odd combination, but I enjoyed both movies a lot. The "What's This?" song from The Nightmare Before Christmas is still playing in my mind as I type...

Ah, down to my last sip of tea.

Mmm...

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