hung out lots with my cousin joel. he's an insane artist, and i always forget how well we get along when we're together. we ended up watching some a+e specials on jesus, and discussing some of it, mocking some of it, having some rad talks. joel excites me. we will hang out more. you all will love him.

i'm so bored.
listening to emmylou. she's amazing.
i feel like being arty and crafty.

i've settled into a cozy little christmas day.
i rented some movies yesterday, bought lots of groceries on tuesday...
i wish i knew something about lighting a fire in a fireplace. or chestnuts roasting.
just kidding, i'm not a huge nut person.
reading some piper, watching jane austen, yum.
this year we are doing christmas on the 28th because my sister gets home from bolivia the 27th.
but tommorow is the big annual family shebang at grandma/pa 's.
people!
i am an all by myself person, but the tradtional impressed idea about christmas is second guessing my security in the lack of other people.

"its been a bloody stupid day.."b+s
amidst the chrstimas eve rush for bread
we here a noise clanging down the sidewalk
all customers, all employees, and everyone else
stops to look and sees a dog that was tied to a pole
absolutly BOOT IT down the sidewalk with this pole clanging behind him
then about 10 seconds later a man running almost equally as fast.
the bakrey nearly emptied as everyone went outside to see the conclusion.
everyone was in pure hysterics.

i am picking up some punjabi at work. tak-ee means tired.
i tried to make gian laugh by saying it because i thought it meant poo.
poo, the only word i thought i knew in punjabi.

my feet smell like new china rubber slippers. my body is sore like standing in a bakrey all day.
my mind is void of star trek so i downloaded an epsidode (ok, 2)..i should have never bought this computer. i'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me.