The other day I bought a 10 lb frozen turkey for Thanksgiving. It's going to be my first time cooking one, and I'm a little bit... scared/anxious/excited. Seriously, I feel like I'm preparing to have a baby or go to war. I've been scouring turkey websites, talking to my mom, reading articles on how to cook a great turkey. I just hope I don't burn/maim/cut/dismember/hurt myself in the process. Oy. But man, I'm excited about thanksgiving. Thanksgiving dinner is my favorite meal of all time. And it's the kind of meal that lasts and lasts, for days and days! Awesome.

Do you ever get to the point where you hate all your clothes? I'm at that point right now. Major shopping spree is in order. Unfortunately, I got no dough. So I just gotta keep hating my clothes.

Watched "Lost" last night. That french lady was freaky. Also, I dig Sayid, Kate spends an awful lot of time staring out and looking pretty, the golf thing was awesome, and did you notice the Korean girl wearing a tank top?

Week's almost over. Thank goodness.