Ouch. My heart feels strange. It's so weird to get an email from an exboyfriend that you're not completely over.

So my mom and I were at Albertson's and we saw this sign. It said that for 3.99 we could get forty donuts. That may seem like a lot, but there are ten people living in my house. We totally went for it and bought them. The checkout guy was staring at me. Ick.

I can hear my brother watching some High School Musical reality show where these people compete in a singing competition to win. (Kind of like American Idol.) Frankly, I'm not really impressed with any of the singing that is drifting into the room I'm sitting in.

I am craving a pita bread pizza. We have pizza sauce, and we have mozzerella cheese. But no pita bread. That does make things rather difficult.