I'm back home now, in fact I've been back almost a week but have been too knackered or ill to do anything. I miss the Washington weather and Harris Teeter, the 24-hour supermarket that was 5 mins from my apartment. It wasn't cheap ($10 for a tub of cookies, for instance), it had a funny smell that I couldn't put my finger on, it sold only 1 motorbike magazine (but about a dozen gun magazines), but I liked it. It wasn't just the crazy food (everything has to have peanut butter/bacon/cheese), I liked observing the zombies who stalked it's aisles. The mad cat-lady ratio was pretty high, perhaps because the area is made up solely of apartments rather than family homes. Oh yeah, it snowed. Proper Scott-of-the-Antartic snow, but it only lasted a day and didn't really settle. This was about 3 days after I'd got sunburnt at Kings Dominion, very weird. Cubicles. We were horrified when workmen started assembling these, we're used to big open-plan off...