Jesus Tapdancing Christ.

My father is scheduled to go on a business trip for the day. The train he took left at 6:37, the one he’d wanted to take to Nürnberg central station should’ve left at 5:51 and should’ve arrived there at 6:02. At about 6:00, he walked into my room and said that I needed to bring him to Central because the trains from our local station there have been cancelled due to the weather.

The weather can go fuck itself. I like snow, really, but the streets are Frozen Rivers of Terror. The way I turned corners at less than 30km/h would’ve made any wipeout physics designer turn green with envy. Only that it wasn’t as fun as the games. It’s nearly March – fucking March - and yet the weather in the past few days has been worse than for the whole rest of the past winter.

Master say: never leave dojo without sponge and defroster spray (90% acetone).

Proper combination of the two and the inside of the windows cancels all frost-related negative modifiers to the Perception attribute.

My feet are freezing off. I’m going back to bed.