I was slowly working on getting over my dislike of cold refrigerated foods by eating the pasta salad I made the other day. But gross, I can't eat it. The olives in it aren't helping. And seeing the condensation on the lid makes me wanna hurl. It's like putting water in milk. But worse, mayonaise. Ew, I can't even talk about it. What I'd give for something cooked right about now. And yes, I know I'm insane.
I have come home in between classes to do my stats homework. But blogging is more fun. Although people on IM are pissing the hell out of me. I guess I'm taking things personally and probably because I'm bored...But if you're online then effing talk to me. And yes, I know I'm being a brat.
I never blogged about the weekend since my internet was in the fritz: It was good and bad. Started out a lot better on Friday and then went sort of blahhhhhh by Sunday nite. Happy Birthday to Vanessa though! Next up is either Buck or Pat, I can't remember who is first so please remind me.
And by the way, I'm addicted to the Smiths at the moment. Woohoooo!