Take me out to the black. Tell them I ain't comin' back

"You can't stop the signal"
-Mr. Universe

I just watched Serenity again. So good. I hope that Joss Whedon never stops working. And now, I need to buy the Firefly boxed set at which point you and the rest of the world will not hear from me for days on end.

It was a weekend of lameness. Mostly spent shivering in the cold cold apartment. Oh, and there was a lot of coughing.
It was cold. So cold that I couldn't sleep. The RM watched three movies and I lingered about trying to get warm until 5:30am on Saturday when the heat kicked in.

On Saturday we put plastic on the windows. That was the point at which I discovered another thing that I do not know how to do. I do not know how to put up plastic. I have done it before but for some reason I have become really bad at it. This weekend I discovered that I have forgotten how to live in the cold. How to dress. How to stay warm.

The original plan was to head out to the City to see the decorated shop windows on 5th Ave, perhaps join up with RBe and some of ours friends for the Beer and Deer, and then ice skating at Rockefeller Center.

What ended up happening was we got a slow start, called folks, got some curry, and then we were feeling tired, sick, and poorly and we ended up cancelling and going home. I baked peanut butter brownies from a box and ended up chatting with CKE who's life has been interesting of late a la the Chinese curse "May you live in interesting times." The RM has been living a little too interesting in that way as well, poor thing.

And today I slept my life the day away and the RM did laundry. I need to do laundry too. *sigh* But. Today I got to mention the horrible cold to the Landlord and now we have heat for all that plastic to keep in while keeping out the draft. Delightful, delicious heat. Yay!