Every time I see this bulb it makes me happy. My dad always grows paperwhites for Christmas. Today was basically a worthless day. I read some old emails from someone I don't speak to anymore. This just reminded me how pointless and ridiculous relationships are, and made me really sad.

My landlady is an amazingly, lovely, kind person. She was cleaning out the fridge to prepare for Thanksgiving and decided to cook up a chicken that had been in the freezer for a while. This was a great day. The phones were finally quiet at the office, there was a puppy, there were chocolate chip cookies, and I came home to this baby in the oven.

I'm afraid that I haven't been very good about finding constructive ways of entertaining myself here in Suburbia. The peak of my Sunday was taking this little guy for a long walk.

It's been a generally depressing month. One good thing though, the cat I live with loves sleeping on my bed and generally chilling with me.