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Dec 24, 2005 22:19

Today at X-mas eve dinner my mum was required to refer to Mr. Ulrich as "That nice young man who cries" to my grandfather.

God bless us, everyone.

oh christmas. I really half-assed it this year and feel sort of bad. I got everyone in my house something that we can both enjoy, you know, like a cd for my brother that I will inevitably burn. and my mom miraculously took care of everyone else in the family. and I only got stuff for a couple of friends and such. not that I got much from people who I didnt get something for, I think emily was the only one.

but shes a doll and a half and I love her more then nutella.
(The tea is really good, lovey. Sorry I didnt get anything for you. Lets definently chunk over break sometime.)

in the meantime, midnight grows near and Im to lazy to move. I've spent atleast nine hours at tommy's in the past two days. We came up with a brilliant plan to go see Urinetown on Bill's student discount and see the gallery while we're there. I'm very interested to find out what the hookah clan are like outside of Tommy's smoke-hole.

We're having the Barbers over for X-mas dinner. that will be fun. I adore that silly southerner, and his mum is very nice. I just hope my extremely leftist atheist grandfather behaves himself; I don't really know where the Barbers fall, politically or religiously.

hope everyone gets what they want as (YEH-zoo KREES-teh) blows out the candles. two thousand and six years on him now. hope hes changed his oil.

peace and merriment,
-M
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