As of this moment I own three Doctor Who t-shirts. I don't know, either.

Listening to Grunge, reading X-Files fanfic...I feel like I'm a young teenager again.

Went out for dinner with my dad at a pub. Talked to a guy I'd never met before who tried to french kiss me, randomly. Bleh.

Aaaaand I broke my bed. Not even while doing anything interesting!

I'm currently listening to the Cure and poking at the Kencyclopedia. I feel like I've regressed in age around 15 years.

Song 2 is on VH1 Classic. As if I didn't feel old enough.

@AnnLarimer I want that. I want that so bad.

Fucking Superbowl.

Dad and I are planning to try to make glogg. This may end badly.

Someday I will understand why Chopped is so damn addictive.

It's really hard to put in the storm windows when the fucking window won't open in the first place.

Somewhat embarrassing things discovered in the car with my father today: White Wine in the Sun by Tim Minchin makes me cry.

I have just discovered that I own two identical Ryan Adams t-shirts.

Snow. Snow? Snow!

Oklahoma is on the TV. My father is lip syncing to all the lyrics and doing a little seated dance.

Man, nothing beats waking up to find several hundred spam messages bounced into your inbox. To the password change screen!

The good guys won!

The Sox have won the series and Whitey has been caught. This is no longer the Boston I knew as a child.

Hey, they caught Whitey Bulger!