You can't hear a sound. It's easy
To lose yourself here.
I maintain that snow is magical. I won't go into the whole spiel about "oh, it's so beautiful and quiet and peaceful," mainly because I don't feel linguistically equipped to deal with it in a more convincing way than I've seen it done before, but also because there are adventures to relate!
So Georgia went in to see an orthopedist about her kneecap, and she managed to break it pretty much totally. A normal kneecap seen from the top looks like a semicircle, mmkay? Well, she broke it vertically on the right and on the left and horizontally between those lines (so it formed, like, an "H"). In the centre of the bottom of the H is... powder. She shattered it totally. :/ It's been interesting/amusing to watch her crutch around in the snow. Yeah, so I'm totally insensitive. :P
It's sort of funny, too: I guess it's not really the type of break that a cast can be made for, so she's been set up with a compression sock and a soft-ish brace-y thing. I mean, when you break a bone, though, you of course want your sympathetic friends to sign it, right? So later today we're going to bust out permanent markers and sign that sock.
There has been more sledding since then! Last night I went out with some more friends to the same hill. Over the course of the past few days, a lot of people have had this idea. Whereas the snow was fluffy and soft on Wednesday, last night it was hard and slick and fast. Pretty much any flat-ish object was suitable for sledding. I felt like a proper college student as I whooshed over a ramp riding a trash can lid, and, later, a cardboard box. Awesome.
It's amazing the amount of ingenuity that college students have for things like that. I mean, friends and I have faked some pretty tasty meals this semester. If we're missing an ingredient for something, we choose the sort-of-closest thing that we have to it and sub it in. No fresh-cut tomatoes? Well, we do have pasta sauce...
Oh, and, as a side note: spicy hot chocolate is delicious.