It's cold outside. I don't like the cold. I don't like being cold. And yet I live in Canada, in a notoriously cold city. Go figure.

Quiet weekend. A lot of cleaning. Spontaneous exercise. I went to Wal-Mart on Saturday and it was filled with lots of bitchy women. I thought little old ladies were supposed to be nice and sweet? Not at the Wal-Mart I went to (which was not the one I usually go to - mine seems to have nicer less cranky people...). Hmmm what else did I do on the weekend...rented Mean Girls, ate nachos, drank margaritas...mmmmm margaritas.

I really don't want to be at work today. I'm tired, stiff and cold. I want my bed. It's definately a Monday. Boo.