I don’t really think I literally snapped it, but that’s sort of how it felt. My left forearm kind of twanged, and now my arm is a bit numb and feels like it’s lacking strength. I’m sure that’s no good.
It’s all the snow’s fault. It picked the exact wrong time to snow. So we didn’t get a delay or anything, and I still had to shovel the 10 or so inches that fell around my house. Nice.
In other news, my lack of sleep is giving me some strange dreams. Last night I dreamed that I went to the Olympics to watch Brandon Sanderson in the solo bobsled event. Except his bobsled had wheels, and he went so fast that he broke through the track and went sailing over the crowd, at which point he got a standing ovation. Also, he had long hair in this dream. Brandon, you haven’t been letting your hair get long, have you? Or taken up wheeled bobsledding by any chance?