I'm no good at resisting temptation. This past week, I have fallen off the caffeine wagon* and also bought three new notebooks at Target, despite my vast collection of journals that have yet to be written in. I couldn't help it, they were too cute! Bright colors with paisley and polka dots... I'm only human.

*I blame this one everyone but myself. I got to the office just before nine and nobody was there. Not having a key or an alarm code, I couldn't do anything but wait. I sat in my car (it's so cold in the mornings right now!) for about fifteen minutes and thought, "Hell, I'm getting Starbucks, and when I get back, somebody better be here." So I went, and got an iced chai, and drank it like I was dying of thirst. Oh man, was it good.

Of course, nobody was there when I got back to the office. I'd been waiting in the car again for about ten minutes when UPS came with a delivery. We (almost) always have the same guy who knows me, so I accepted the stuff and thought, "Hey, since I'm now in possession of (whatever), I'm on the clock, right?" Although I did finally call my boss on his cell and was all, "Yo, where you at?" Or something to that effect. He got to the office fifteen minutes later, we went in, and I was promptly bombarded with assignments that were either boring or annoying. Or both. Who invented this "job" concept anyway?

To rewind a bit: LT and I didn't have time on Monday to make a matinee of "Meet the Spartans," so instead we just had Uno's and then went to Target. Oh my god, I think it was one of the best cheeseburgers I've had in my life! Cooked perfectly and all juicy... mmm, meat. And Target was where I lusted after and immediately acquired the cute notebooks. Hey, at least they were cheap.

Man, it's like I blinked and January is over! It's definitely been a weird month, and year, but I intend to make it my bitch instead of the other way around. One thing I seriously need to do is just get out more often. I'm not as bad of a hermit as I used to be, and though I still need more "alone" time than what other people seem to need, I'm just not as satisfied with my own company as I once was.

I do have some social engagements on the horizon. A few people from my movie group and I are trying to get it together to see "The Eye" this weekend (creepy stuff? Jessica Alba? I'm down). Next week there's a poetry reading that DM and her sister and I are going to together. Sometime the week after that, I'm taking JH to sushi for her birthday present (nevermind the fact that her birthday was almost two months ago, heh). And so on.

I finally sent back the movies from Netflix that I had for like, three weeks ("Letters from Iwo Jima" and "Sicko") and got the next two on my queue: "Brotherhood" season one, disc one for my mom, and "First Snow" because I am still determined to see every movie that William Fichtner is in. In fact, he's probably the only reason I haven't cancelled Netflix - yet. I might do it after I watch "The Amateurs" which comes out in just a couple weeks now.

TV junk: Are the auditions for this season of "American Idol" ever going to be over? Because every time I watch it, I feel just a little bit worse about myself. Kinda like it's sucking out my soul and/or brain. Why is Paula Abdul always drunk? At least Simon is still there, and a jerk, and hot.

Which for some reason reminds me (and you will probably consider this TMI): Regarding those bags of all-green M&M's that they're putting out for Valentine's Day? Don't need 'em. In fact, keep them away from me; it's already bad enough being single.