oh, the weather outside is frightful

I'm . . . not exactly complaining about this, but I've stayed in so many hotels this past year that I can't remember what's good at room service at the hotel I am currently at.

I'm in Calgary again, which, yay, on one hand - it sure is nice to stay in a four star hotel - but boo, since I really should be in the midst of moving to my new apartment. Also, it is snowing. Snowing! I know it's the end of November, but still! There are good reasons I moved to Vancouver, and they included little to no snow in wintertime.

Also, I should not be watching Bones whilst alone in this room, because sometimes I freak myself out imagining this place is haunted because it's so old. Irrational, yes. Can I help it? No. Also, ( spoiler? )

( ALSO. NEXT WEEK )

( ALSO. REGARDING SLAPSGIVING AND HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER )

Ugh, olives. Yuck.

I'm not very interesting tonight. Sorry! (which should be read in Canadianese - soree!)

(And there goes the snow plow!)