Congratulations, Los Angeles. You've Turned Me Into A Bona Fide Spoiled Brat.

I declare a loathsome affliction towards relentless cloudy days. And rain. And coldness.

Thanks, LA. You'e spoiled me with amazing weather.

Crap.

I hate the idea of getting used to something. The comfort. Amenities. Of course, all of that was completely thrown out the window last year, but now that I've landed stateside, it dawned on me that the most stationary time I've spent in the past ten years was in LA.

Double crap.

What I didn't know when I left LA was how LONG I would miss the weather. And, want it back. And long for it. And salivate for the Mexican food I couldn't have.

Anyway. Back to the latest.

Today?

Woke up late again.

Got one email rejection regarding one job I had applied for.

Scoured the job boards, per the usual rounds.

Applied for 1 job today.

Went to a painful trip to Sam's Club and then regular grocery store for Thanksgiving prep. Sam's club is not fun. What's with all the security checks, anyway?

Feel a massive headache coming on.

Made some oatmeal raisin cookies.

OD'd on said cookies.