oh, okay

so i had a little time

Okay, so I had a bit of extra time, and I wanted to spread some gossip.

Ol’ Slap got married. Woah.

Melty is selling her t-shirts because she’s cooler and more motivated than I am and now is ready to go with her own e-commerce site. I’m too jealous.

I watched the Blair Witch Project in the dark in my house last night. Yep. Still creepy. I don’t care what you guys say, I think that film is brilliant.

Cal and Taylor do not like the new Talking Mr. Bigglesworth in our house.

I fixed the vacuum cleaner all on my own last night. Feeling pretty proud of myself.

I am in no condition to see Eric’s family. I’m going to spend tonight trying to make myself look presentable.

Spent the weekend with my family having our mini-Thanksgiving. I like making them laugh. They are the toughest audience you’ve ever seen.

I don’t know if I believe in Feng Shui or what, but I still moved my mirror away from the base of my bed yesterday. Not taking any chances.

We’ve reached that part of the month where I’m not allowed to buy anything for myself since each and every desire of mine is a potential Christmas gift. Of course right now is when I want a bunch of things that I know I can’t hear/see/wear until December 25th. So, just let me know if that new Beck and Fiona Apple are any good, would you?

Don’t think you’re clever by plugging speakers into your laptop to play CD’s on a roadtrip. You can’t hear anything and you feel like a dork.

Cal sleeps on Eric’s head. He doesn’t disturb my slumber at all. I get a small feeling of satisfaction from this. Second encouraging note: Taylor jumped on the bed to wish me good morning today. He hasn’t done that in a while. I think he’s starting to adjust.

I really enjoy the looks on people’s faces when they see my Carole King “Tapestry” album. It seems to remind everyone of their mother. Not that “Oh, that’s like my mom,” sort of way, but like that, “My mom sure gives good hugs” kind of thing.

Oh, getting sappy. Miss my family. Go see yours. If not, spend the weekend with someone you love. If you’re not living in the states, well, I guess go on about your lives as usual, but you know, maybe pick up a turkey sandwich or something. Unless you’re a vegetarian. Then… oh, forget it. It’s too complicated.

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