Update: 10 p.m. Surprise, I got to finish this after all- Mom's still wrapping my Christmas presents.
"You will soon gain something you have always wanted." -My fortune cookieI don't know when I'll get to finishing this, but I had to say some stuff:
First, I dreamed last night that I got an e-mail from Remington. It was very real, actually, I don't remember what was in it but it was very sure that this really did happen. I get up this morning to work on parental cards, sneak and check e-mail, and he did e-mail me! Dang... I mentioned this to Mom and she said, "Maybe you're getting your psychic feelings back." I hope so, I need those.
(Also dreamed something about a second e-mail in the dream, maybe that meant the one he sent me at school? Oh phooey, it's probably just poppycock. Unless I get all funky and check my e-mail now... sheesh, Jen!)
I checked it. I got one e-mail from Sarah. We now return you to your regularly scheduled blather.
Ok, so I guess you left town before you got my other email, which really didn't say anything important... But I did just want to confirm that we were talking about fourish on the 28th, since apparently I deleted all the ones that mention the actual date... (aren't I clever? :) ). I wrote back saying a. sorry I missed the e-mail, b. yes, and c. it's a bad idea to delete e-mail, because that's when you realize that you need that stuff. Oh yeah, and d. merry christmas.
Second, I got an e-mail from Sarah too! She was talking to her mom about me last night (a lot apparently, the rest of the e-mail was on how her mom would give me driving lessons) and it turned out that her dad's ex-wife (who was at my table at Sarah's wedding) used to date Remington's dad. How bizarre is this stuff?! I wrote back that I never met the guy before a month ago and suddenly he's everywhere. Or something like that. Anyway, bizarre, ain't it?
Update: 10 p.m. Surprise, I got to finish this after all- Mom's still wrapping my Christmas presents.
Anyway, tonight's family dinner: Wouldn't you know that instead of the Janelle gathering, this would be when I would get the Inevitable Dreaded Boyfriend Question. From Les, and chimed in with Uncle Bruce. Sheesh, you PEOPLE, can you get a life? Please? They were so depressing me. I said no, they asked if any of 'em were good enough and I said no. Would have left it there, but then Dad said "Tell 'em about the 28th." THANKS, squealer. So I had to tell them I had a date. They wanted to know his name, I didn't want to tell them, they made comments about some Remington gun (?) and "is he English?" How the hell would I know?
Les, who normally I think is a great guy, was being the pain in the ass. Asked how old he was ("I dunno." Lie.), did he have a job ("I dunno." Does "grad student" count as a job? Probably, but I didn't want to bring up age), can he support you (Don't ask. I said, "Um, he has a house."). Then just to really uplift me (and I had been in a good mood before), they told me that I had to move quickly because after they all turn 21 they're useless. THANKS.
I don't care for this sort of poison lurking in my brain. Who would?
At dinner I really got the impression that I'm not worth anything to these people without a goddamn boyfriend. They brought that up whenever they goddamn could. Led to my making a crack later on about it. They were talking about the "terrible twos" with Justin, who's a year and almost a half, but was real cranky at dinner, and I said there's always a bad age- the "terrible threes", the "frightening fours", and so on. I said my parents were going through the "terrible twenties." They wanted to know what was so terrible (they're still hoping I'll get some strip club stories or something, I think) and I blurted out "I can't drive, I don't have a job, or a boyfriend, I'm incompetent." Nobody really commented on that.
It was a Chinese foodfest tonight, so naturally there were fortune cookies. And my fortune cookie (above) made me very happy when I read it. You know what I thought, and I know what I thought: "Oh goodie, a boyfriend." But did Uncle Bruce have to blurt that out immediately?
Ah, as my self-esteem takes more of a tumble...
Okay, other than that crap the night was fine, I got two CD's and lotion from the relatives, and got to watch Justin do goofy things. It was pretty entertaining. And soon, more presents!
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