And once again, I had no food. Thinking that spending the day eating junk food would probably not help my stomach much, I had to get to a supermarket. Normally, this would be easy, but the only flaw in Chapel Hill's otherwise excellent bus network is that it shuts down at the first sign of a snowflake. This meant that I'd have to walk to Carrboro and back. Again, not usually a problem, but it was -7˚C outside.
It was great fun. Especially on the way back, when I finally had my soup in a bread bowl (it's a long-running family joke, don't worry). The snow hadn't frozen at all, so it wasn't too hard getting there, except when the wind picked up. Then it got very cold indeed. Anyway, I managed to get all the food for the weekend without succumbing to frostbite.
I had lots of plans for today; I was going to get started on my marking, work on some of the coursework, but my stomach had other ideas. In the end, I did nothing. Hopefully, I'll be feeling better tomorrow...