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[Dec. 26th, 2005|08:30 pm] |
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| | Miracle on 34th St. | ] |
My mom's stupid computer cut out right at the end of my entry and I don't have the tolerance to re-write everything. Maybe later. |
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[Dec. 26th, 2005|11:12 am] |
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| |  complacent | ] |
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| | Queen - Greatest Hits (my mom's xmas present to herself) | ] |
So I'm not much of a family person. My family is relatively small, and I don't usually respond well to them. I can't stand a majority of what I have. Today is my mom's side's family get together, the only one I will have to deal with for awhile. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to see a couple of people, but otherwise it's a few hours of torture. I did get lucky a few years ago, however, in that my family decided to have this brilliant idea to start getting together at restaurants. This helps provide distractions, like food. This year it's at Ryan's. I'm pretty excited about that considering it was my favorite restaurant as a child. I used to make these "sandwiches" when I was little. I would take the strangest ingredients: pepperoni, sunflower seeds, cheese blocks, croutons, among many other things, and that would be all I would eat. Also my love for it runs deep because it's the restaurant where I saw the tallest woman in the world one year on my birthday.
Oh, and apparently Jarryd used to work there.
So, we're supposed to leave here around three. I hope I come back in one piece. |
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| i've never felt this lazy in my pt gear... |
[Dec. 26th, 2005|01:09 am] |
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| | Jack Johnson - On and on | ] |
Ah, to be home again. I'm not sure what I want to make of this journal. I think I might need one though. This is a pretty monumental time in my life, and there is very little documentation of it.
This is the least I've ever gotten for Christmas (thus far). I love it. It finally feels like this year it's about the right things. Seeing friends and family. Snow. Giving love instead of money and gifts. I've already seen a lot of people and I've only been home two days. I can't wait for the rest of this time to be filled with smiling faces and stories of all of our individual adventures. I just hope that everyone can see how much I've grown up. I don't want to say changed, because that would be inaccurate. I think the core of me is still the same, I just cut out the bullshit outer layer.
I'm not sure why I'm not tired. My body doesn't want to get used to Indiana time, but it's not really on Cali time either. It's 10:15 back in Monterey right now, and on a Sunday, I would be ironing and studying, so I guess maybe it's accurate that I'm not tired. Oh well. I think I'm going to at least go attempt sleep. |
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