I just realized that I'm going to have to watch season 3 of Game of Thrones alone since I will be weeping openly the entire season.
Something was poking me in my bra, and I thought it was my underwire. Reached in and found a popcorn kernel. Don't judge me.
Have a Matthew Crawley. Gotta find Downton Abbey season 2, because I've got half an episode left on Netflix of season 1.
I am addicted to Craigslist, looking for apartments/houses, because we are moving in 6 months. This apartment has been poop, so I want to find somewhere better this time. Our furnace just let out this big boom earlier and I saw a big burst of light, so I turned that shit off. Now it is 40 degrees outside and our heat isn't on, but I do not want to be on fire. Gotta call the maintenance guys AGAIN tomorrow.