My head hurts.
I saw Ocean's Twelve with my Dad tonight, and then we ate at the Feast Buffet and then bought flowers for my mom for Christmas. I hate Christmas now. It's very depressing. I want to go back to Provo now. I want to be in my new condo and getting things settled and done. I want Zoë to be moving in so I won't have to be alone. And I want most of all for my family not to be psycho and crazy. I want a Christmas tree and lights on the house. I'm going to go.