blargh

It's another one of those days when I just don't want to do anything. Jeez, I hate these days but I can't muster up the energy to be excited about anything.

Some stuff that has occurred to me:

1. Pepperjack cheese that doesn't have enough pepper flakes in it is a disappointment.



2. The extra-special Rice Krispie treats I make are addicting.



3. My Peter Gallagher love (I can't remember exactly when it started, but it's been there for a while) is growing with each new episode of The O.C.



4. I can't remember who gave me my first kiss. Am I the only woman who can't recall the person with whom I first sucked face?