'twas the night before christmas...
Yesterday i felt the gentle pitter patter of rain on my skin, as brandon so poetically put it, and I don't feel very good today because of it I think. I can't be wild and free and in touch with nature, I get sick, funny how that works. I also haven't miraculously transformed into the new person I wanted to be, funny how that works too, but I guess it's about baby steps. So I'm trying to stay positive. I've been missing my dog a lot lately I don't know why, it's kind of weird. Everytime I see a dog I get really sad. If I had a dog though I think I'd like to have a car so I could take it places otherwise it would have a boring life. Spice would especially be bored, with only one walk a day. It's officially december, christmas season. My christmas enthusiasm is slowly waning (...is that a word?). I just found out today my advent calender doesn't even have chocolate, just some gross gummy balls instead. I'm not even going to talk about jessica simpson and nick lachey getting divorced because it's officially ridiculous and stupid. And so is she, she's dead to me. =) vell, on that happy note, happy december! Christmas is a new beginning, so remember there's always hope.