It's really stupid cold outside right now. It's all windy and stuff. I wish I had an electric blanket or something. Actually, I wish more that it would snow outside...and I wish EVEN MORE for the Falcons to win this afternoon. Poor Falcons...they have to be outside for the game...unless the Eagles have an indoor stadium. Either way, I hope they win.

Anyways, the other night I went out with Vicki. It was nice. He said that I was being all quiet and stuff. I wasn't being quiet. I was simply reflecting on the days ahead, when I'll be cramping, craving chocolate and ice cream, and not wanting to do anything except sit my fat ass on the couch and watch the Food Network.

By the way, I was actually productive yesterday. I had a lesson to teach, then I painted the downstairs bathroom. I painted it "Vanilla Cream." Of course, my mother had something to say about the color. The last time I tried to paint the bathroom, the paint was called, "Cranberry Zing" (some of these names makes you wanna eat the paint). She was all yelling at me about how she couldn't stand the color, and she'd rather die than to have a bathroom that color...ya know, the usual exaggerated comments she likes to make about stupid shit so she has a reason to be dramatic. So yeah. I painted the bathroom.

And then, Andrew came over and watched movies with me :) Yay~! I felt like I hadn't seen him in forever. After two movies, he got all hungry and had to go, because he can't stand Korean food. You know, sometimes I wonder how he and I will ever get along living with each other if he can't stand the foods that I eat. I mean, it's not just Korean food that he can't stand. It's all kinds of other stuff, like anything that's a little out of the ordinary of the traditional American diet. Sigh...we'll figure it out, I supposed.