Maybe I should have charged the potato square.
I think my addiction is now beginning to border more on the realms of obsession. I fill my time with watching CSI. Seven days a week. And now that my sister got the DVD set of seasons one and three... we all can see where this is going.
So. I've been ducking and avoiding most things lately, as my hatred towards the holidays usually turns hostile. It's always the same thing, every single year. In the end, after yelling at my mother on Christmas Eve, I grabbed some DVDS a change of clothes, and went down to the station, where I stayed. On the other hand, Christian found out I was there when he called down to find out if the board was covered and invited me to come over after my shift was done at 1800. So, I did. I suppose I should probably feel bad about bailing like that and yelling, but I don't. It's always the same and nobody really seems to learn.
I was going to update with other stuff, but I forgot what it was. Which probably means that it was more of nothing.
So. I've been ducking and avoiding most things lately, as my hatred towards the holidays usually turns hostile. It's always the same thing, every single year. In the end, after yelling at my mother on Christmas Eve, I grabbed some DVDS a change of clothes, and went down to the station, where I stayed. On the other hand, Christian found out I was there when he called down to find out if the board was covered and invited me to come over after my shift was done at 1800. So, I did. I suppose I should probably feel bad about bailing like that and yelling, but I don't. It's always the same and nobody really seems to learn.
I was going to update with other stuff, but I forgot what it was. Which probably means that it was more of nothing.