So, I'm back in Sweden. The journey was pleasingly uneventful, and I even managed to bring all my bookies and birthday presents with me.
I was going to write a post about linley's book and the privilege meme, but I have run out of energy and brain, in the wake of travelling, a procrastinate-ish first day back at work, grocery shopping, and period pains. So that, and all the emails and LJ comments I want to write, will have to wait until the weekend.
In romantic landscape news, between waking up in the night to go to the loo and actually getting up this morning, so much snow fell that my ankle boots were insufficient to keep my feet dry. Wet feet were rather mitigated by the prettiness though. Not many people are back at work yet, including, it seems, the people who clear and grit the roads. So everything was still pristine when I set out for work this morning, and my town at the side of the fairy lake was absolutely gorgeous, even by the standards of a pretty part of Stockholm just after a snowfall.
*huggles* Thank you. It's a good thing that skirt got to you quickly. About the siddur, what happened was that while I was making up the parcel to send to you, Mum handed it to me and told me that you'd left it last time you visited and I should make sure to send it as well. I had no reason to doubt this story, but it turns out something got confused. I can't think who might have visited and left a tiny siddur, apart from you. Sorry.
Well, I actually meant Sweden :) But there is an undeniable something about getting back online, especially if you have a lot of friends you see mainly there.
Don't worry, *I* was up ages before I wrote it, trying to keep it simple :) But I hoped we'd be running out of complicated things to say. Though I should maybe have some livejournal polls about: formal dating; kising; dating people you know well :)
Meep. That's a lot of snow and colder than I have ever experienced. I am firmly suppressing the reaction of thinking about how many months we have to go before it gets decently warm. But your winter is scarier so it's harder to focus on the pretty sparkly romantic vista rather than the practical downsides. At least the days are getting longer again, that's something.
Basically, a book-length and very intelligent rebuttal to Larry Summers' stupid comments about the reason for the under-representation of women at the highest levels of science being that women are naturally bad at maths. While it was perfectly obvious to me that Summers is an idiot, it's nice to have some actual facts about the gender situation in the scientific world. I will talk about it properly soon!