On Mythbusters they did this segment where the boys were taken up to Alaska to test a bunch of myths, one of which was one about cabin fever – you know cabin fever…when you’re cooped up indoors and there are very few distractions and you don’t get any fresh air because the fresh air you get freezes the breath before it even gets into your lungs…
…you know, I started writing that about four hours ago, and now I forget what my point was and where I was going with that. Even thought it’s bloody cold outside with the wind, I’m thinking of going skating. Thinking of it. In my mind, I am gliding powerfully across the ice, the sound of my blades sharp in the cold air. In reality, I am sitting on the couch with a cup of hot tea at my side, watching the Yanks get slaughtered by the Slovak team. This is one of the best hockey games I’ve seen in a long time. The Slovak goalie is pretty amazing.
There are strange things afoot, although I cannot guess what they might be.
i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.