Apr 04, 2009 12:48
So I'm at my dad's place today, which is, strangely enough, where I'm probably also going to be tomorrow. Which brings me to the topic of, well... tomorrow.
I'm not expecting much of anything. I know what I want to get, but I also know how extremely unlikely it is that I'll actually get it. I'd be pretty surprised if he still knew where the printouts were. I know that all I'm likely to get is a home-cooked meal that probably only I will enjoy and less than half a dozen texts. And I'm okay with that. I'm really, honestly okay with that.
...of course, the fact that I can say this when one friend is probably still complaining about the sweet sixteen party her mom is throwing for her, and two other friends acquaintances friends are probably preparing to celebrate their own sweet sixteen with about one hundred and fifty of their pokémon friends is it even possible to have that many friends? right now, when I'm exactly the same age as them, probably says something about me. As does all this strike-out abuse.
But enough about things like that. I started watching Ashes to Ashes on BBCA on-demand, and it's... interesting. Also started reading Blasphemy again, and it's better than I remember. Of course, I don't think I ever actually finished it, so... Tried to get my mom to read Chrestomanci. Am not sure if I've succeeded or not.
And now I'm off to check up on the comms I watch and take far too many quizzes on Quizilla.
random,
awkward is just a little awkward