Not much going on

Last night I had dinner with Nate at Piazza Bella because we both wanted Italian and it was the most reasonably priced one near our houses. I taught Nate the joy of having peas in your pasta. Not sure if he thought it was as delightful as I do. Then we stayed in and watched the last disc of Freaks and Geeks and passed out really early. My cold was in full grody-mode, so I wasn't up for going to a smoke-filled bar. I'll be at one tonight, however, during his and Steve's DJ sets.

This morning we watched the season finale of BSG Season 2. It was sooooo good. Tomorrow new episodes air, and I am very excited. Then Lost starts up again in February! I love television more than most humans.

I slept all day (from around 2:30-9 pm) and had weird dreams about living in my old apartment in Duboce Triangle with my mother's husband and his children. It was a disturbing dream because of who was in it, but I loved seeing my old apartment. I miss that place so much. I've never seen a more beautiful apartment, let alone lived in one. Doubtful such a place exists in Chicago from what I've seen.