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There are so many things to enjoy about this story, I have lost count. (Thanks to everyone who linked me to it, btw!)

The story is about wild radio-collared coyotes who live in Chicago, and the people who study them. The Cook County Illinois Coyote Project is conducting the largest study of urban coyotes in the world, apparently, and we have more than sixty radio-collared coyotes telling us about how the local wildlife interacts with the local nightlife out here in the Second City.

I like coyotes, and used to run into them quite a bit when I lived in California, because I went hiking a lot. It's true that they stick to parks and quiet areas, and they're easily frightened -- those that didn't immediately bolt when they saw me used to run off if I clapped my hands a few times. And I LOLed along with everyone else when a coyote came downtown in 2007 and jumped in the drinks cooler at a local Quiznos. I mean, look at this face. "What, I can't hang out with the SoBe? Fuck off, everyone's hot and I'm wearing a fur fucking coat here."

I hear ya, coyote. I hear ya.

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I think the digital uprising is coming. Every single website I accessed today gave me shit. My commuter benefits website practically sassed me. Even Gmail was a little lippy. Also the microwave downstairs set a bag of popcorn on fire, that was exciting.

Meanwhile, my mum kept emailing me telling me to leave the building and go home early because a snowstorm is coming. She linked me to a news story about the weather which said Chicago was going to be battered by two inches of snow.

Two inches in Austin is, I grant you, a big deal. Two inches in Chicago is known as Early December. Make your own "it's not the size that matters" and/or "everything's bigger in Texas" jokes here.

In yet other news, I am apparently engaged in a long-term flirtation with a bicycle messenger. She's drastically pierced, I have mini chocolate bars, it's all very interesting.