Nothin'

Everyone's mother says that if one can't say anything nice, one oughtn't say anything at all, yes? Well, it's -10, feels like -27. I'm already fifteen minutes late for work, but the Erstwhile Medievalist doesn't have to teach today (obviously, he works for a state university). He's going to stay home and read blogs or books while drinking hot chocolate and huddling under blankets. Therefore, I've nothing to say. Seriously.