Almost time to start another week, and I've managed to catch Brandon's cold. It's no fun to spend most of your day lunging for kleenex. I like the time change because it feels like I get to sleep later, but I hate knowing that it'll be dark when I leave work. That just makes it feel like your day is gone, which I suppose it is, but sunlight fools you into thinking otherwise. Okay, gotta finish cooking dinner before Brandon finishes off the Oreos. Peace out, yo.