I'm dying.

I usually plan my weeks so I don't have anything to do on Mondays.  It's been a habit since high school.  My parents don't work on Mondays so I like to kick it with them.  Costco, Nordstroms, banks.. stuff of that nature.  But now, MM kidnapped my parents and they've been out since noon looking at furniture.  

The sun is throwing off my hunger.  The clock says it's almost 7, but I feel like I shouldn't want dinner yet.  Except that I do want dinner.  And I think the only thing that would make me feel better is spring rolls!  Specifically from Nem Nuong Ninh Hoa (thank you Miss Kathy Dang).  

FYI: the GRE's don't mess around do they?  I took my diagnostic test and I didn't do too hot.  330 on verbal :/  My math wasn't bad but it was still upsetting.