Well, friends, I am feeling the winter blahs for sure. I am annoyed for no reason, and am exceptionally short-tempered. I can’t tell you how many stupid fights I’ve picked (or have wanted to pick) with Paul this weekend. All I want is for it to be gloomy and cloudy and crappy out so that the weather matches my mood. There is nothing worse than a bright sunny day when it is too friggin’ cold/snowy/icy outside to enjoy the sun. If the weather is going to be too cold to go out in, then it needs to have the decency to be cloudy and unwelcoming as well. I want to do nothing. I want to sit inside all day eating chocolate. But I don’t have any because Paul wouldn’t let me buy any at the grocery store. Knew I should’ve gone without him. I can’t even summon the energy to go burn off this bad mood at the gym. If you need me, I’ll probably be in my room listening to Dashboard Confessional and writing about my feelings on my blog.