Casi Cielo

I'm cozied up in Ethnic studies for the first time this year. Grande Carmel Macchiato with Whipped Creame in hand (made possible by my aunt mary and the handy dandy gift card she gave me) and a huge table to my self; I'm ready to tackle the pile homework and reading that have been out of sight and out of mind since other topics have consumed my thoughts for the past two weeks. Oh, and it's blizzarding outside. Again.

It's no wonder Phil ran back into his hole, I woulnd't want to stick around for 6 more weeks of winter either.