Drama ...

The drive home was a little surreal. I had the highway to myself until most of the way through Leduc. The roads were clear and dry 'til I hit 91st St ... then they were one big sheet of ice with the occasionall shallow puddle on top, from Ellerslie Rd. to Argyll.

I came home to find that Nina had had some drama, locked herself out, and broken a window to get in. I bloody hate drama.