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Six inches of Snow have Fallen. It has stopped snowing. Zorro has pounced in the snow and eaten it. The Olympics ceremony has been watched. The heater is on. The power is on. 2 cars are in the garage. I get acid reflux when I lean over the table too much and stay up too late. Something is keeping me from going to bed, but I don't know what. A train is whistling. My half-done taxes are sitting on the floor. There's a bread-machine I was given at Christmas in the other room; I haven't even opened the box yet. I suppose I could make bread. But not now. The Christmas tree is still up, and its lights are on. The train is whistling again, fainter, further away.

Gah!

I was intending to shred my scratch versions of this year's tax forms, and I fed the first sheet into the shredder without paying much attention. Then I looked at the pages in my hand, and realized I still had all 3 scratch sheets, and I started wondering what I had just shredded... It was my good copy of last year's submitted form! Oh, I'm so stupid!!! But I do at least still have photos I took of last year's forms... I take digital photos of important things before sending them off, so that later on if necessary, I can make sure I didn't fill out anything wrong, or send it to the wrong address, etc.

and it snowed and snowed.

It's mostly melted now, but that was the heaviest snowfall here in more than 30 years, according to the State newspaper.

Someone created a Facebook group: It snowed in S.C. on February 12, 2010 and I ran around in it. It has over 23,000 members.

I'm tempted to finally create a Facebook account so that I can at least view the public pages.