I was going to start watching Doctor Who: The Invasion of Time last night, but some lame-o girl I was with thought it was cheesy and wanted to watch Dexter instead. WE WERE NOT MEANT TO BE. I mean, Dexter is a great series, but there are some things you just don't veto. Like, anything involving Leela and magnificently large scarves.

It was 9 of God's own degrees Fahrenheit this morning. Fortunately, it was not as windy as yesterday. I wore my Converse All Stars. My feet were friggin' cold.

It is snowing now. I hope that means it will be warmer.

I've been hungry for the last week. I will eat someday. At least at Christmas.

Okay, now to try to give a shit about something.