364 Days Until Christmas
I finally have the Christmas spirit. And the day after Christmas, no less. Here's what happened- I showed up at Sophie's friend's house, and I actually had a really nice time. The family welcomed me in with open arms, and I realized that all families are completely disfunctional, not just mine. It was awesome. Sophie got wasted and knocked this really expensive dessert wine all over this rare tablecloth from Tibet, and I was glad that for the first time no one was mad at me for screwing up. In fact, I helped the host woman clean it up and got crazy points for doing it. I can see why Bonnie likes being perfect- you get this weird "I'm the Good One in this room" rush, and it's pretty addictive. Next thing you know I was doing dishes. Thankfully it ended when I broke the dishwasher but I didn't tell them it was me. Let them blame it on Sophie.
Sophie got me this really beautiful necklace. I'm sure it was a re-gift, but it's mine now. I got her a bag of this fancy granola. She seemed touched, but she's lucky she got anything seeing as how my bank account is negative 0. Seriously though Bloggie, I was really happy that she invited me. I actually felt like I was in a family.
Which is why I feel bad I'm mad at Sophie for totally cutting her hair. She says it wasn't her fault- she was forces into it and was visibly traumatized and I don't remember the whole story cuz it was so weird, but she looked beautiful and I'm all pissed because I wanted to cut my hair short and now I can't because all of my friends will have short hair (except for Bonnie) and they'll think I'm copying them. Also the days and weeks after a new haircut that person gets all the attention and it's an unwritten rule among women that you can't out-do your friend's haircut until about a month after they get theirs. So now I have to wait.
Jean's been mentioning Peter a lot. Not in a good way, but lately it comes up in conversation a lot more. Like, "Pass the salt. Peter's an asshole." Not that I understand how salt can tangeant into Peter, but I'm sure Jean has a reason. Maybe it's because New Years is coming and it's another holiday to remind you that you need to kiss someone. Whatever, I don't need a day for that. But I also don't need a reminder that another year has passed. Yes, I get it. A year has passed. I'm excited- I think Jean is spending New Years with me and she's always fun to hang out with. If only I can convince Sophie and Bonnie.
Well, off to play with my presents. Oh, Bonnie got me that iPod. I knew she would. Now I just have to figure out how it works.
Later, Bloggie
Sophie got me this really beautiful necklace. I'm sure it was a re-gift, but it's mine now. I got her a bag of this fancy granola. She seemed touched, but she's lucky she got anything seeing as how my bank account is negative 0. Seriously though Bloggie, I was really happy that she invited me. I actually felt like I was in a family.
Which is why I feel bad I'm mad at Sophie for totally cutting her hair. She says it wasn't her fault- she was forces into it and was visibly traumatized and I don't remember the whole story cuz it was so weird, but she looked beautiful and I'm all pissed because I wanted to cut my hair short and now I can't because all of my friends will have short hair (except for Bonnie) and they'll think I'm copying them. Also the days and weeks after a new haircut that person gets all the attention and it's an unwritten rule among women that you can't out-do your friend's haircut until about a month after they get theirs. So now I have to wait.
Jean's been mentioning Peter a lot. Not in a good way, but lately it comes up in conversation a lot more. Like, "Pass the salt. Peter's an asshole." Not that I understand how salt can tangeant into Peter, but I'm sure Jean has a reason. Maybe it's because New Years is coming and it's another holiday to remind you that you need to kiss someone. Whatever, I don't need a day for that. But I also don't need a reminder that another year has passed. Yes, I get it. A year has passed. I'm excited- I think Jean is spending New Years with me and she's always fun to hang out with. If only I can convince Sophie and Bonnie.
Well, off to play with my presents. Oh, Bonnie got me that iPod. I knew she would. Now I just have to figure out how it works.
Later, Bloggie
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