thursday, december 16

"JEEENNIEEE!! JENNNNNIE!! COME INTO MY BEDROOOOOOM!" unfortunately the screamed, repeated request wasn't from trent reznor - it was angela's 2 year old son garrett. ah well. it's okay. i don't know if trent would be as into playing with flashlights and wooden blocks anyways, and surely he doesn't have as pretty of a Obi-Wan song either ("Obi-wan... Obi-Wan.. OOOObi-waaan... "). yes. spent alllll day yesterday with angela and garrett. we watched an old x-files episode (mulder YELPED, hauauha!) tried to figure out how one can deal with insensitive people online without letting it get to oneself too much, and ate lots. oh, and I babysat Garrett for a few hours while Angela got to do nice things like grocery shop and take a bath. i still feel like a crook for accepting payment for this. gah. "ooobi-waaan, oobiiiii-waaaan, obi-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!" --- i feel so strange and giddy, perhaps a bit like a perv walking around naked under her trench-coat while looking for somebody to flash. bounce bounce. (heh - wait, maybe bounce bounce isn't the best thing to say after the flashing image.. ) just finished typing an e-mail "research paper" to a professor who gave me an incomplete a year ago. he has until tomorrow to report a grade or it will be turned into an F. neither of us have been particularily on the ball (i KNOW, today's entry is so.. dirty!) and so i find myself, after a year of opportunities, typing like a mad woman a 16,500 character long 'paper' to a teacher who honestly could care less and might not even bother to read it, on swedish x-mas traditions. where was this initiative while i actually still had the chance to turn in papers to save my failing grades, huh, huh? "'TIS the season TO BE JOLLY..." ghod, if i get any jollier, i might start to projectile vomit pine needles and spray-on snow. --- oh, no. haven't bought a single x-mas gift. i will try and think of some things for jessica and angela, honest, i just haven't gotten around to thinking about it yet. gene and aziza left yesterday, and gabriel is leaving december 26'th. angela will be gone around then too, to return sometime after new year's day. and i'm fine. plans are mellow and excited, and will quite possibly be filled with mudslides and eggnog and fuzzy giggling as opposed to snowslides, hot chocolate and x-mas family bickering. not bad. not bad at all. yes. i do sort of get a cold jello spot in my belly when i think of christmas not-at-home. last year it was easier to ignore because, frankly, a high desert landscape and being able to wear shorts and a t-shirt didn't really bring out the christmas maniac in me so i really didn't miss things much and just enjoyed the experience. this time i'll be in chapel hill for the whole duration, where it does get cold, and christmassy. and i'm not home. i'll live. it definitely helps to have jessica around (who is doing fine, by the way, and is probably on a job hunt as i type.) - it's been really cool to have her here this week, and it's such a treat to soggy-watch nothing on tv with her there on the couch. i do feel a bit guilty because i haven't been able to give her a lot of my time and attention so far as i've been filled with big things after each other, like finals, or last night with gene, or pos. last day with angela for a while. in a way i also want to hold off our interactions a bit until she's had some good progress in her job-hunt. does that make sense? i don't know. it's just staying up -all- night talking isn't going to give her a lot of time to sleep before getting up and figuring out job hunting strategies, you know, and i don't think it's afforable to miss out on good daylight hours on account of silly nightlight hours just yet, you know? anyways. christmas will be good. yes. it definitely helps that mom has snailmailed me swedish ginger snap cookie dough. yes, dough. i have no idea how it is holding up in the mailing process - it hasn't gotten here yet. hopefully it hasn't been mistaken for explosive dough and lead to me being under severe surveilance as possible terrorist... as far as i know. we'll see if it makes it here. and i'm only sending one x-mas card. to.. sam rockwell. i know, i know, sounds looney. it's not really. i got some stamps and an address to his agent and have been meaning to contact'm for half a year now, if nothing else, to see if i can get his blessing on the website and perhaps some nice new pictures or info for it, and this seemed like an innocent reason to send something out anyways. i got a few brief 'happy x-mas!" from a few of us at the sam rockwell board. just want him to know we're out here. you know? ghod! i kind of AM a delusional looney, aren't i? i'll just stop while i can and go rent some movies. no updates until possibly next week or later so... till next time, MERRY CHRISTMAS, eat well, and stay away from the LIMBURGER CHEESE!!

GOD says: "yo.. ho.. ho.. ho!! you got me a present, right?"

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