I Call Her Red

You know that part in Clueless where Cher is picking out an outfit, and has her friends take Polaroids of her because she doesn't "trust mirrors"? Remember?

Now I see why that's a good idea. I should always take my picture before leaving the house! I thought this would look good because it would allow my food baby some room to breathe. Alas, it looks like I'm actually pregnant. I guess I'm going to have to face facts and cool it on the beer and fourth meals!

This weekend was relatively fun. Thursday night I hit up some happy hours in the Gateway. On Friday, Eric and I lamented our lives drinking at an empty bar that was playing Deathcab (why would they play that a bar? Do they want their customers to kill themselves?). On Saturday we went swimming at our friend's apartment complex, then headed to Comfest to meet some friends. Being out in the sun and drinking beer all day made me so tired that I had to go to bed at like 10 on Saturday night. On Sunday I was fully committed to doing nothing, and it worked out perfectly because as soon as I woke up, Titanic was just starting on TV! There is really nothing that makes me cry like that movie, and I love it. Then last night, Eric came over and I cooked him some cheeseburgers and corn on the cob. That's about it. Summer is so boring, isn't it? I'm already looking forward to going back to school and I'm almost sad that I only have one quarter left! Then what will I do with my life???

PS: If you have Netflix and you aren't watching My So-Called Life then you are really missing out! You're missing all kinds of key pop culture references, such as the title of this post. Get a clue!