The smell of cigarettes. I guess I didn’t realize how much I miss my old companion.
The thought of Christmas shopping.
Actually Christmas shopping.
That damn Three Wishes Show. Damn Amy Grant and her Christian rock!
Looking at the list of gifts wanted by my Secret Santa recipient and realizing I have no idea how to purchase a fishing rod reel. And I really don’t want to have to go to a bait shop.
The VH1 top 40 of 2005 video countdown. So many sad songs. Poor Bono. His dad died and they wrote a song about it. Why did his dad have to die!?
The realization that I will be bored for the next 6 months.
Feeling guilty for feeling so crappy about everything and not being more positive about the fact that I “get” to have a baby.
Commercials for St. Jude Children’s Hospital with Morgan Freeman.