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it's been a good christmas. i slept at home, with my parents, although somehow no one else did. but i went to mass for the first time in ages. i never realized how funny the choir is to watch, all swaying back and forth. i didn't really expect them to have a good time. i guess having my goofball brother in the back raising his eyebrows at me put it over the top. they did have this terrible deacon on the altar with the priests, with almost a pompador (sp?) and he talked like some sleazy used car dealer or something, and at the beginning of mass he brought up this little doll of the baby jesus when he walked in, holding it above his head when he walked ahead of the other priests. it was fucking ridiculous. whatever, mass was a spectacle. i kind of liked going to 8AM mass when i lived at home, because it sort of gives you some time to reflect, instead of watching the choir, or the ridiculous priest. it's really quiet. and nice. not that i get much else from a mass, but maybe having some time to reflect is more important than i think. i never really give myself the chance anymore since i don't go to church. i should make myself sit alone at a coffee shop for an hour every week. and pray that some dude in a pompador doesn't show up (ben kopel, anyone?).
anyway, uh, hopefully things go well in the next week. i'm gonna have a new years 'party', and some stuff is in up the air with this girl i'm trying to see. but i'm not TOO worked up about it. although i get that way if i think about it too much.
anyway, uh, hopefully things go well in the next week. i'm gonna have a new years 'party', and some stuff is in up the air with this girl i'm trying to see. but i'm not TOO worked up about it. although i get that way if i think about it too much.