Roni and i spent the night at my parent's as we do every year and we had dinner of sloppy joes ( a tradition for the rabid cow-eating freaks) and some mac-n-cheese for me. Then, the rest of them went for a drive around Ghetto Prairie to look at the lights on the houses and somewhere in that drive my mom commented that in Cali, when she was growing up, the houses with all blue lights had been the Jewish houses and so they all picked on her all night long about that . . . i think i missed the really good and funny part of it or the mind-numbing music they listened to made it seem funny ~ i'm not quite sure which. i had the traditional REAL HOT CHOCOLATE ready when they got back and we all sat in front of the fire and took turns reading Christmas stuff to each other. Dad went first and read "A Visit From St. Nicholas" by Clement C. Moore (commonly known as the 'Twas the night before Christmas' poem). i read The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry ~ my favorite `cause it shows what love really does ~ sacrifice without expectation of reward. Toaster Boy & Brat read "Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Clause". Mom read some letters a little boy sent to his elder relations right before Christmas that were too funny! Roni chose to sing "Jingle Bells" followed by "Silent Night" and "Gramma Got Run Over By a Reindeer". Then we each opened one present and played the Christmas trivia game where you read out the questions on the cards and everyone tries to answer at the same time. Dad actually found the card that mentioned the symbolism of the blue light on the Jewish houses and wanted to put it in Mom's stocking but we didn't. We made up dumb answers instead like when Roni was given the question "What was Frosty the Snowman's nose made of?" She yelled out, "*C*O*R*N*!*" We laughed until we hurt!
It is almost like being in a normal, loving, happy family.
Of course that was all over when Brat decided to get up at 7am. (Poor, Chuk, i feel ya on that one ~ i wanted to strangle my sibling, too.) i was forced out of a warm bed and the first good sleep i have had in a week to gratify my goofy-ass sister who was so tired that as soon as breakfast was over, she went back to sleep. Loser. I got a bag full o' cool stuff like the mini-cassette recorder and the Marvelous 3 CD READYSEXGO i really wanted! i got the two other CDs i wanted for the second time `cause my Mom is silly ~ i gave her Cyn's phone number so she could see what she was getting me but she didn't call! That's cool, though, i can exchange and get 2 more i really want and that's almost the best part ~ the anticipation! MY SISTER GOT ME A REALLY NIFTY CALENDAR! (Happy now, Brat?!) Toaster boy gave me a card and a shopping trip to buy a new barbell for my tongue ~ he promised he'd go with me! i whispered that i wanted blue balls and we fell over laughing ~ he's so great! i also got the black-n-white Converse All-Star hightops i wanted!!!!!! YAY!!!!!
i was so tired after opening all the presents that i just rolled back into the blanket i had brought to the living room with me and dozed until the eggs were ready ~ ate my eggs ~ dozed back off after requesting apple turnovers. My sister woke me up at 12:30 to tell me Chip-head the Amazing Fuck-up Boy was on the phone and he started bitching at me when i told him, his mom, and whom ever else asked that i would drop Roni off at 2. He tried to tell me he had ordered up one daughter for 12 noon. i was sleepy so i just said, "i'm gonna take a shower . . . " and hung up on him. We got there about 1:30. i walked her in, hugged everyone i liked, held my two beloved nieces i'd die for, wished all a merry Christmas and was out in under 5 minutes. His grandparents are genuine and wonderful and they love me, so i had let them know i would stop by another day so i did not get involved in the annual crisis of family politics that i really hate. Believe it or not, his whole family is still divided over his decisions to (1) leave me and (2) become engaged to Myste. They are quieter about it now that she had their son, but it is more than i am willing to put up with.
i know i did everything to clean up this front page of my diary, but i finally found a banner i really want, so get over it, K? i was invited by the BEAUTIFUL MALKAVIA to join her webbring Diary of a Modern Feminist, and i accepted. i may be confused as to what i want out of life and love but i know i am a WOMAN. Always a woman, and very proud of it, though there is that one small fantasy of . . . well, nevermind, it was only for one evening and impossible at that. i just wanted to know what it felt like and i guess that's normal. Or is it? Here is a good question to put on my board!
Ok, i am putting TWO songs up today `cause it's Christmas! One is for Malk and the other Beauties in the webbring and the other is just the coolest song and i had it on repeat for 4 hour today and i'm still not tired of it! i am crazy, but not tired of it!
| i don't know, i don't care if i see you everywhere it's gonna hurt either way when he looks at other girls when you look away don't wash your hair, it's too early don't wash you mind if it's dirty i wouldn't change a thing about you `cause ** you look like you and that's just beautiful ** you smell like you and that's just beautiful ** you feel like you and that's just beautiful ** the only ugly thing about it is that you're not mine it's all the same, he's one of those he doesn't like your Madonna nose a little cut, no one will tell i really wish you'd tell him he should go to hell don't wash your hair if it's early don't wash you mind if it's dirty i wouldn't change a thing about you `cause ** (X2) i know you can't take it you try so hard to fake it you're never gonna leave it alone "BEAUTIFUL" | i remembered the lines but forgot my age when somebody said my attitude was snotty that's when you called and said, "get out tonite." catch a late-nite movie on a late-nite flite i'll be gettin' real drunk and making fun of everybody ain't noboday gonna get me down something must have gone around ** you can stick that sign up your ass ** the one that says it won't last ** my sugar buzz is growing ** higher and higher everyday ** you're sarcasm cuts like a knife ** i'll have the time of my life ** my sugar buzz is growing ** higher and higher everyday i went to a party last saturday nite i think i got laid and i got in a fight i don't remember that much but i think i liked it we saw some band called Roses and Sake they brought back the rock and the singer was cocky 2 years later i'm sure they'll forget about it ain't noboday gonna get me down something must have gone around ** (X2) "SUGARBUZZ |
confessed on 2000-12-26