Mother Nature is a bitch
After teasing us winter-weary Ontarians with nice, warm springlike weather for the latter part of last week, she struck again with a vengeance. Mom and Dad woke me up from my sleep to tell me that the driveway was all iced up and I managed to get a ride from someone and make it to church. Seems like I spent a lot of time at church-related activities this weekend. Last night Dan braved the ice and snow to go to a dinner for the church volunteers.
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I met my friend's fiancé for the first time at the dinner. You know me, the queen of grossness, it takes a lot to gross me out. But this guy did. He ate about 3 servings of each course, which included salad, pasta, generic chicken and steamed veggie main course and dessert, plus what E, my friend, didn't eat. Several buns between each course. And I lost track of how many drinks. The age old question: what the fuck does she see in the guy? I'm sure he's a really nice guy, but the piggish tendencies sure make a lousy first impression. The thought of someone putting away that much food at every meal, 3 times a day makes me seriously ill. It's not like he looks an elite athlete and needs all that food either, know what I mean? :puke
As for the Grammys tonight, why should I watch? as if the only category I'm really interested in - #18 - Best Metal Performance will garner much TV time. The bastardized Resident Evil soundtrack version of My Plague is going up against Stone Sour's Get Inside. Hard to say which one I hope will win.
update: Korn won. Yecch.