Love is like novicaine.

To begin, it's Thanksgiving! A wonderful day full of stuffed turkeys and thanks. Or Tostitos and medium queso, as in my case. However, it's a happy day none-the-less.

I slept until four. I'm not quite sure how that's possible, but I woke up to my computer still playing music that I had fallen asleep to. It was already getting dark outside, which made me awfully confused and I rolled around some more until my phone started ringing. It was my mother, obviously concerned that I hadn't picked up any of her other 800 calls. Long story short, I woke up, responded to all of the "Happy Thanksgiving!"s I had received and took a shower.

And here I am now. Listening to Champagne by Sugarcult (which I haven't heard in years) in my underwear, trying to cool off from an excessively toasty shower. I am contemplating the start of my Viewpoints monologue memorization.

And I'm not sure what else to say. My computer is getting very hot.