Brrrrr!

This morning, while standing at the L stop, I saw the temperature on the bank sign. 1°. 1°. That's COLD, yo. COLD. By the time I got to work, I couldn't feel my feet at all. So I stopped to get oatmeal with apples and stuesel bits for breakfast. Now I feel better. My legs and feet are still cold, though. It's sad: I know I'm getting long underwear for Christmas, and right now I cannot wait to get my hands on it. How is it that long underwear makes me happy?

Watched the Victoria's Secret fashion show last night. My God, Tyra sure finished her runway career in a nasty outfit, didn't she? They couldn't have given her something better to wear? Why didn't they let her wear this year's million dollar bra at the end? Blech.

Tonight I'm going to my parents' house for dinner, and to help decorate the Christmas tree. Mom is totally gung-ho for me to come visit for an evening, as I've barely been over there in the past 2½ weeks. So tonight I'll try to snap some more pictures of the tree in progress. Oy vey.

This weekend there's so much to do. I need to clean my apartment. I need to drag up all the Christmas stuff from the basement. (Mom has offered to help.) xica_s wants to do the Brew & View. I need to find more of my sweaters. I need to set up the Christmas decorations. I need to hibernate.

ETA things I forgot: Finished reading The Last Battle last night. Am now done with The Chronicles of Narnia. Wow, those stories SO didn't end like I expected. And the first half of that last book is a total downer. I still can't wait to see the movie, though.

I'm not going out with Dave this weekend; he's booked up with friends who are leaving town for the holidays. (Many of his friends are still in school.) I have to say that I'm disappointed, but really... It's been something like six weeks since our last date. That's a bit much. I basically told him that if he ever wants to go out, he knows where to find me. Maybe once the holidays are over he'll have more time, or something. But I'm not holding my breath. He's a nice guy to spend time with, and I enjoyed talking with him. He says the same, but actions speak louder than words, you know? Oh well. This means I'll be hitting the Brew & View with xica_s and fishdoctorpost, though. Heh.

Hunger vs. warmth

It's the ultimate battle of my stomach vs. my skin. My stomach wants a burrito. A nice, hot, spicy burrito from Chipotle, filled with rice and peppers and meat. However, to get said burrito I'd have to go outside. Currently it's 16° out, but with the windchill it's a whopping 7°. (Still warmer than this morning.) My skin doesn't like the cold, much less the wind. But Chipotle is only a block and a half away.

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I think someone in my office could make a small fortune running lunches for people. Right now I'd gladly pay someone to go get me a burrito. (Somehow paying a coworker to get you food doesn't seem as much of a racket as getting food delivered. Why is that?)

Mmmmmmmmmmmm

I have a burrito. Am eating with one hand, typing with the other. So tasty. MMMMMMMMM. Thanks for convincing me. :D

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For the love of God, why won't today end??? It has gone totally sucky since I had my burrito. The computers are slower than molasses in January, everyone is suddenly fighting, and I want a nap. And there's still an hour and a half left to go. :( Poop. spicedrum, we need to find a way to keep each other entertained.

Squeeeeee!

The Serenity gag reel has found its way online. OMG. LOVE! Sean swears! Sean bitchslaps Nathan! Alan goes on a rampage from the backseat driving! Nathan and Summer have a dino fight! EVERYONE SWEARS! I need icons. Lots and lots of icons. Why am I going to my parents' house again tonight, when I could be making icons?

Dude. If I don't get this DVD on Christmas morning (Yakgirl, I'm looking at YOU), there will be HELL TO PAY. I so need this rightnowomgwtf!