Dec 23, 2005 12:35
I got home from San Francisco last night (this morning?) at twelve thirty. I realized that I've never really visited that city in really good company. Anyways, of course, it was fantastic like usual but I was completely selfishly bummed out a little bit because it could of been better with better people. (horrible).
It's really almost Christmas. That's unexpectedly depressing. Christmas Eve and Christmas will be spent just my dad and me at the new house. And on the morning of the twenty sixth, he'll drive me all the way to Salinas to be with mom and grandparents for a couple of days. I've never had Christmas without my mom and my grandparents. I know it shouldn't matter, but it's hard.
I do feel slightly at ease, though. All my shopping is done, and my pockets are COMPLETELY empty and it's okay. I feel good about the fact that I was super generous this year. Most of the money I got for my birthday was saved and used to buy peoples' Christmas presents. I really didn't have any other choice, though, since I have no source of income.
I've been spending an incredible amount of time with my mom, and I love it. She's one of the few people that I have a relationship with who share my sense of humor. I can't believe we are actually getting along and I can't believe how much fun she actually is when she can just relax and stop being the straight-laced vice-principal.
So today, I have to be Santa and get presents to people. I have to make cheesecake and do crazy laundry and pack.
I think it's about time for a new journal.