2006-03-17 0822 Lifestuff: Awake, a little cold.

Here. Now.

Awake, a little cold. There’s the lightest of dusting of snow on the ground, as if someone has burst a sack of icing sugar in the garden.

I’m sipping my first coffee of the day. It’s also our last for now; we’ve just run out. More details on News at Ten, yadda yadda.

Or I could just buy another jar.

Oh, the excitement.

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