I never got dressed today. I did clean most of the bathroom and some of the kitchen (no floors), and did my nails. And went through most of a box of Kleenex.

I am at the sweet and sour place, which is actually called Rice. Just me and four Loyola college students.

Soon I will have food. A chicken and one or more squids will have died for my food, as well as many vegetables and rice plants. Wait, does the rice plant die when the grains of rice are harvested?

I ahve to go meet my friends who are up from CT. It's almost 10 pm, I am already in my jammies, and as much as I want to see them, I don't want to go out. I should have made plans with someone else earlier in the evening, so I would already be out.

College students are talking about a girl who wore a pair of bloodstained jeans for 6 years of high school.

Um... huh?

Taylor Swift is on my radio telling me that the boy I love at 15 might not be my true love.

More importantly, she informs me that if I sleep with someone, and he is not my true love, I am Doomed Forever. Becuase I am Ruined, and have Given Away All My Goods.

I'm going to be making leek and cauliflower soup on tuesday. But this time I will open the kitchen windows and set up a fan, because last time I was smelling the leeks all over the house for weeks. And I hate stale onion smell. Gack. It smells like stale sweat. Occasionally, I get a whiff of it in the bedroom, and I'm pretty sure it is the cabinets around the radiator. One of these days, I'm going to go in with ammonia and clean everything I can reach. I vacuumed it out when I moved in (OMG, the CRAP that was back there: old carpet fluff, plaster from where the old windows leaked and it fell off, old wallpaper, random dirt...) but it needs a scrubdown, I think. At some point, I probably need to yank out the cabinets, repair the wall surface and then put cabinets back in (but with more doors, so the entire thing is accessible) but that's a someday. I'd love to use that space and right now I don't.

More importantly, she informs me that if I sleep with someone, and he is not my true love, I am Doomed Forever. Becuase I am Ruined, and have Given Away All My Goods.

Yep. Apparently your hymen is all that you have.

More importantly, she informs me that if I sleep with someone, and he is not my true love, I am Doomed Forever. Becuase I am Ruined, and have Given Away All My Goods.

All of them? Damn, you got busay!

I think that only applies if the only thing you have to offer is your virginity. Most people can rely on some combination of personality, brains, and/or talent in addition.

But having seen Valentine's Day, I can understand why Taylor might be worried.

And this is why I'm glad for American Idol -- the people who "make it" after being on there can actually sing.