The snow's falling here, and we're expected to get about 4-6 inches. The drive down from Jersey City wasn't too bad; the Parkway and Turnpike were in good shape, though it was less than an hour after the snow started falling. But it accumulated quickly, to the point that the shoulders were covered by an inch by the time I got to work.

I'm going to do my best to make it back to Jersey City tonight - safely and slowly. I don't have to, but I want to. Tomorrow is six months. Half a year. Six months since I stood in Newark Airport and saw an unknown face exiting the concourse smiling at me, standing there by the newsstand. And I have no better friend in the world now.

I want to spend the whole day, all 24 hours, with Casey, and I'm looking forward to tomorrow night's ride into the city for dinner and just a relaxing, enjoyable day together.