Recap: Home for the holidays

[13:15]
I am writing this on a train, as in I am on a train and I am writing this. There is no internet connection which is why I'm typing this up in wordpad, then posting it later. Also, the train is making me somewhat sleepy. Then again, that may be just because I want to sleep.

Oh, and I'm taking the train home this weekend, just in case the train-thing seemed random. No, I have not developed a sudden affection for trains, though looking at the countryside this way is rather nice and crossing the bay on the train is very awesome.

Today is also very cold in Davis, but from what I heard from my parents (and soon to be found out first hand), it is a bit like that every where. But, Davis, since I've experienced that already: the snow elevation's at one thousand feet and from 8AM, when I had chem, to 10AM, when I returned, it had actually gotten COLDER. Yes, my friends, it has gotten chillier and before I left for the train station I put on a sweat shirt over my sweater and then put on the black jacket that you all are probably very familiar with. I did not wear the sweatshirt while biking back from my class and actually felt like I was freezing.

Strangely though, this weekend (as I went through downtown on my way to the station) is apparently when all the trees start to bloom (sorry Kate, but you missed it). I meant all the trees that flower in the spring were, for some reason, flowering on this God-forsakenly cold day, so that parts of the campus looks...white and fluffy, which aren't words I'd generally associate with a university, but you'll have to trust me on this one.
But, ye gods, did I mention how cold it was?

First-
Trip home from college by myself. As you can see, my independence was clearly defined by that jar of jam.
All hail the jam.

[edit 15:57]
Around the region of Fremont, the conductor announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, if you will look toward your forward left you’ll see a big bunch of snow.”

So I looked forward left, toward where the hills are annnnd there was a big bunch of snow.

This is officially in folks, it’s not the Sacramento region that’s suddenly experiencing a cold snap (the carpet in my house is ICY!)

Also, someone have moved into my room while I’m away. Many someones, in fact, that are getting into the wood. So it’s another round of phone calling for me.

[Edit 16:13]
Finished round of phone calling. First two numbers my father supplied were wrong and the people were non-too happy about being disturbed. Phobia conquered in the year 06: 1. Public speaking. 2. Talking to irate strangers.

It’s been a very productive year, and it’s only February.

Parasites. Right over my window. Nice.

Good to know that lives go on without me. Ha ha oh GOD that was bad.