And that's really all I have to say. I came home, took a short nap, and had a dinner of Captain Crunch (with crunch berries!), cookie dough, and popcorn (definitely not a foodie blog). Since then, it's been tv and watching the boyfriend play his new South Park video game. That's right folks, as I've been writing this, I've witnessed his player killing opponents with farts, rescuing Stan's dad from anal probing, and finding dildos in Cartman's mom's room. Not to mention Kenny keeps getting eaten by rats. Be jealous of my life.