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Saturday, December 16, 2006
Tomorrow is our annual cookie-baking. We also get our tree tomorrow. It promises to be festive. And tiring. Christmas is finally here, though.
I don't have many words at the moment. I'm sorry. I used to like blogging. Now it makes me tired. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:33 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, December 14, 2006
OK, I've finally seen 30 Rock, and, my god, it's hilarious. It's hilarious.
But I can't help but be pissed every time I see Rachel Dratch's pathetic, miniscule bits of screen time, and that creepy Jane Krakowki sucking up all the air time with her broad, sucky face.
What was wrong with Rachel? Why couldn't Rachel be the co-star? Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:50 PM | shower me with attention
Tomorrow I'll have money! Tomorrow's the office Christmas party! Tomorrow we get to leave work an hour early! Tomorrow is FRIDAY!
Tomorrow's looking pretty good. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:07 PM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Fucking cough. Can't fucking sleep with my lungs trying to jump out my throat. Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:24 AM | shower me with attention
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Chicken soup. I want chicken soup.
Moooooom? Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:30 PM | shower me with attention
Christmas finally started today. Gina started decorating the apartment; we went to Toys R Us and bought the presents for our shelter kids; we made cocoa and watched Elf. I'm feeling more ready for it all.
Kirsten wrote a brilliant holiday post that conjured up a lot of lovely childhood memories. It was perfect except that she alternately referred to both me and her friend as "my sister", which confused me a moment, as I'm not in the hospital, and her friend is.
Not that I'm jealous of the apellation. I have a lot of "soul sisters". You know, "sister in all but blood". Er... adopted sisters? (Sorry; too much Elfquest.) Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:07 AM | shower me with attention
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