I just now realized why I can't stand David Letterman. It has nothing to do with the man, but more with his stupid moronic sidekick. That bald guy who sits there muttering though all of his bits, and then plays three notes on his keyboard like he's some outstanding player.
God he's fucking irritating.
But I have chocolate. And a fuzzy blanket. And more importantly, Chocolate.
Stay warm out there folks, it's nine degrees and tomorrow its supposed to snow and freezing rain. You know what that means... I'll be sleeping in Walmart!
Mmmm Chocolate truffle.