Dear Internet,

     I don't feel all that much better than yesterday, but I'm going to have a nice hot bath and go in to work anyway.  If I'm going to feel lousy, I might as well do some useful work and get paid for it at the same time.

     Oh, yeah -- it's snowing.  A few inches on the ground already.  Maybe Eliot was right, maybe the cruellest month is April, but January can give it quite a run for the money.