It's snowing. I hate snow. There is no snow in Florida. When I first moved here I thought snow would be fun, but so far it's just a pain. You have to shovel it, scrape the car, and then drive on it and hope that you don't crash into something. It's very annoying.

Tonight I have the house to myself. Amanda is with her parents, Molly is with her brother and Nicole in at her aunt's house. I'm trying figure out what to do with myself. My ankle is killing me, so I'm thinking of using it as an excuse to call Patrick to see what I should do for it. I know I probably shouldn't have to come up with reasons to call him, but I'm not comfortable enough to just ring him up for no reason. What to do, what to do?