cut it out, this self inflicted pain
it's not so bad.
Christmas was okay. I went to bed at 7AM Christmas morning, and all morning people were calling, to wish me a Merry Christmas and Pat came through the drive thru to see me the night before. It was awesome to hear my phone ring that many times, but not so good for the sleep. Jer came over and we played Katamari and talked for a while...shortly after he left Roy and Alissa came over and took me out to see Meet the Fockers. It's really funny. I actually really enjoyed the movie.
Alissa and Roy made me the best Christmas dinner a person could have. We ate chicken nuggets and tator tots while watching Greg the Bunny. I'm not kidding, it was probably the best way a person like me could spend Christmas. I'm so thankful that they got me out of the house and made me do something. Alissa is one of the best friends I've ever had, and she's pretty much always been there for me. I think she's known me longer than anyone else I keep in contact with, aside from family.
Uhhh...yeah. After that I went home and Mike, Bob, and I unwrapped the presents in our stockings. We had a silly string fight and ate candy.
I still missed my family. My little brother gave me a call, my sister called, and I called my mom. It was a big phone loop. My mom sounded really sad. She said it's been really hard and that she misses my brother and I. It's hard to hear my mom on the verge of tears...but I think I needed it. Last time I visited her she told me to stop crying when I was hugging her, and it kind of bothered me...almost like she didn't want to feel for me. I think Uncle Art dying has been hard on Mom. She said that she talked to Aunt Karen yesterday and Grandpa made her cry. He's not very good with emotions. He was talking about paperwork, and dealing with my uncle's death on Christmas day, and he said something callous and my aunt started crying. I guess it was downhill from there.
I'm okay with life lately. I dont seem like it from what you read here...but most of what I've been writing lately has been me trying to get back into writing. I feel like I've lost my artistic edge, if I ever had one...
Last night I crashed out at Syd and Jared's with Yoshi. It was great, we all sat around and watched a movie that Jared and Allen were in, and then passed out watching American Splendor. I like all of them because there's a no bullshit rule. They call you out on it.
Bah. Beau and I are going to see the Life Aquatic. I'm excited. I've been itching to see it since I heard about it.
I'm happy with where things are going.
Christmas was okay. I went to bed at 7AM Christmas morning, and all morning people were calling, to wish me a Merry Christmas and Pat came through the drive thru to see me the night before. It was awesome to hear my phone ring that many times, but not so good for the sleep. Jer came over and we played Katamari and talked for a while...shortly after he left Roy and Alissa came over and took me out to see Meet the Fockers. It's really funny. I actually really enjoyed the movie.
Alissa and Roy made me the best Christmas dinner a person could have. We ate chicken nuggets and tator tots while watching Greg the Bunny. I'm not kidding, it was probably the best way a person like me could spend Christmas. I'm so thankful that they got me out of the house and made me do something. Alissa is one of the best friends I've ever had, and she's pretty much always been there for me. I think she's known me longer than anyone else I keep in contact with, aside from family.
Uhhh...yeah. After that I went home and Mike, Bob, and I unwrapped the presents in our stockings. We had a silly string fight and ate candy.
I still missed my family. My little brother gave me a call, my sister called, and I called my mom. It was a big phone loop. My mom sounded really sad. She said it's been really hard and that she misses my brother and I. It's hard to hear my mom on the verge of tears...but I think I needed it. Last time I visited her she told me to stop crying when I was hugging her, and it kind of bothered me...almost like she didn't want to feel for me. I think Uncle Art dying has been hard on Mom. She said that she talked to Aunt Karen yesterday and Grandpa made her cry. He's not very good with emotions. He was talking about paperwork, and dealing with my uncle's death on Christmas day, and he said something callous and my aunt started crying. I guess it was downhill from there.
I'm okay with life lately. I dont seem like it from what you read here...but most of what I've been writing lately has been me trying to get back into writing. I feel like I've lost my artistic edge, if I ever had one...
Last night I crashed out at Syd and Jared's with Yoshi. It was great, we all sat around and watched a movie that Jared and Allen were in, and then passed out watching American Splendor. I like all of them because there's a no bullshit rule. They call you out on it.
Bah. Beau and I are going to see the Life Aquatic. I'm excited. I've been itching to see it since I heard about it.
I'm happy with where things are going.