Meanwhile I was rocking out in my pj's to Sugar and The Clash and feeling none the worse for wear...
I think the tempurature dropped last night... it's friggin cold in here now. I even have... gasp... socks on my feet. Yeah, yeah, I know.. cry for the girl in the 68 degree weather. Shut-up.
I've decided my favorite drink for writing is Earl Grey tea, hot with cream and plenty of sugar. Yum.
Also I had mac and cheese for breakfast. Funny... I don't feel like I'm in college anymore.