A dialogue.

Me: I have been eating the same thing for dinner the past three nights in a row.
You: Why?
Me: Doggie bag. My parents took Mo and I out to dinner on Saturday and I have been eating the incredibly large portion of chicken parmesan every night since.
You: Isn't that kind of gross?
Me: We have a fridge. Food goes in there, then it goes in the microwave, then it goes in my tummy, via the mouth.
You: Why did you feel the need to blog about that?
Me: Why don't you shut your mouth?

Also, Arrested Development, the greatest TV show of all time, was cancelled, and it's probably your fault. You should watch the last five episodes, Mondays, starting December 5th.