Awchies.

Okay, so I do have internet access. Limited and from dad's PC, but it's there. Joy.

As much as I love skiing, I thought I was going to shoot myself today, not in a good way. It's too warm and snow is wet and horrible. On the plus side, bellyful of Gluehwein and hot cocoa with rum. ^_____^ Dropped dead as soon as we returned, because my feet hurt like crazy.

Family slays. As usual.

Bookity: I read Rosemary's Baby by Ira Levin. It was freaky and nuts and everything. Also, because I was hunting for the movie for a long time, I had the vague idea what was going on (also, Supernatural? My cup of tea) and I wasn't really torn with suspence. I wonder if movie was better. :D