Today I felt like telling Kurt that Liberace called and wanted his pants back...but I didn't feel like dealing with the sweater vest-related backlash, so I kept my mouth closed.
It is absolutely freezing in here. I'm pretty sure if I could feel my feet I would be even colder.
I had a dream last night that Q and I were getting married. Obviously we are way too young for that right now, but it almost felt like my subconscious was trying to tell me something.
Things have been so great lately...I just hope it lasts.
Dad and I are going to go look at cars tomorrow.