According to the weather.com bubble on my google homepage, it is currently 8 degrees Fahrenheit in Provo, with a windchill of -1. I'm pretty sure it was 80 at home yesterday. C'est la vie.

I'm also pretty sure it was three years ago tomorrow that I first arrived in Provo as a new freshman. Aubry, my roommate, was the first person I met. This morning, I received a letter from Aubry, who is on a mission in Rome. I also got a letter from Sister Jill Borg, who is serving in the Texas Dallas mission. Getting those letters in the mail I missed over the break was the highlight of today.

I'm supposed to be grading for physics 105 again this semester with a different professor... other differences include that I will only have 200something students (instead of 600something), and that there will be another grader for the class so I don't have to do everything by myself. The professor talked about meeting briefly with us tomorrow, but then never got back to me with a time or anything. So I'm not sure what I'll be doing there.

Christmas break was too short, but I loved seeing everybody. I especially loved the chance to see all my nieces and nephews. We'll see if any of them remember me in two years.

I still have a sinus infection, though, and no set schedule yet for the semester. I have to get up early tomorrow. I'm going to bed.