My nose is cold.

[anomilygrace]

I'm currently fighting with my kitty Chavez about my cold nose. See, it's really cold, and she has this nice furry belly that I could just bury it in to warm it up. She, however, does not see the logic in this and keeps shifting around to try to get more petting. It's a hard life being a cat.

I watched The Social Network this afternoon and thought it was freaking amazing. Not that the actions of anyone in the movie were impeccable or anything, but the movie itself was awesome. Definitely could tell that Aaron Sorkin wrote the screenplay. I kind of want to watch it again except that that's really quite dorky, and maybe I should spend my evening putting up my Christmas tree or working on my Christmas presents.

Or trying to keep my nose warm. That'd work too. How is it already the second Sunday of Advent? Ever since the new job started, time has flown by. It's in that "I turned around and suddenly it was December!" mode right now. Not that I'm really complaining. After over 3 months of training, I'm finally actually doing the job I was hired to do. Which is...kind of cool actually. I love my company and I love the people I work with. I can't ask for much more.

I might order pizza. That sounds remarkably tasty. And then I'm going to pretend I'm a Facebook-inventing billionaire.