Winter is here.
It will be lasting for another week or two until Berkeley tries for a last-gasp indian summer in the middle of November.
But for now, cold weather has come upon us, and with it those calf-length sweater things that were in fashion a winter or two ago. At least 80% of young women around here must own one. It's weird. I don't remember seeing a single one the entire time I was in France. Either they were never "in" there (the Gap's hold must be less strong), or French women know better than to wear clothes that obviously belong to a single trend.
The other neat thing about cold weather is the excuse to have a fire. Monday night, we had a lovely one that crackled all during house council, and then we all sat around it pretending to do homework and making s'mores until late that night. Fires are also fun to poke and blow at, and burn pieces of furniture and old junk mail in.
Other things...
The sinks in the basement were overflowing with sewage again last night, and our maintenance manager taped over all the toilets in the house in an effort to stem the flow. This was sometime after midnight. So a few of us intrepid Ridgelings unwilling to hold it in 'till morning made an expedition to CZ to use their bathrooms. Who ever knew that having CZ next door would *ever* come in handy?