Mayonnaise

What ever happened to predictibility?
The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV.

Everywhere you look, everywhere you go (There's a heart).
There's a heart
A hand to hold onto.

Everywhere you look, everywhere you go.
There's a face
Of somebody who needs you.

Eveywhere you look
When you're lost out there
And you're all alone
A light is waiting to carry you home
Everywhere you look.
Everywhere you look.

This song spontaneously burst from my lips as I sat on the couch eating french fries from a falafel spot on flatbush. I bullshit you not. It was strangely cold but chattering teeth couldn't disrupt the flow. It was really cold but I was too tired to grab a sweater from my bedroom. 5 minutes into Law & Order: Criminal Intent I was fully goosebumped but only when I rose to turn the surround sound down did I notice the window ajar, evidence, along with the empty mailbox, of my roomie's brief stop at the lair en route to her boyfriends house. I promptly cursed integration.

Tell me something: why is it oh so cold in my house?