Saturday, December 24, 2005
baked potatoes
i'm baking two small potatoes for my dinner. sean got me a whole bag. i thought of getting chinese so i could test out my new chopsticks. i don't think they'll work very well on the potatoes, unless they're badly undercooked.
my sister is supposed to call after she gets back from bumblefuck's mother's. i wouldn't have the nerve to go there. she knows all about bumblefuck wanting to end the relationship and she's been very immature when my sister has answered the phone. but she's going, i think that's rather brave of her. like i said, i couldn't do it.
it doesn't feel like christmas eve. doesn't feel any different from any other day. i remember when it meant something. when i'd be rushing to get gifts ready. fighting with the cat who wanted to shred the paper and stick herself to the tape. what has my life become? i won't go there. not today. i refuse to.
i hope everyone finds some joy tonight and tomorrow. i already got my christmas surprise. sean bringing me food for tomorrow.
Posted by Lisa ::
7:12 PM ::
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