Dec. 24th, 2003
Never late for an update
Dec. 24th, 2003 07:47 pmKevin's sister is sick. She spent the night (and today) puking. I'm not touching the bleach to kill any germs, so I hope nobody else gets sick. Our toilet has last night's soup all around its lid. It's orange in colour, and it sure tasted fine.
This put a stop to our plans to see "Return of the King" today (we saw the first two movies yesterday and monday - i'm close to treekie mutation. My geek credentials are being checked and I'm to be told if I qualify.)
I already opened one Christmas gift: Kevin's mom sent me P.D. James' The Murder Room. We are both addicted to murder-mysteries and P.D. James is our goddess. All behold and praise the great dame of crime. Santa who?
I actually didn't leave the house today. I finished Super Mario Sunshine (getting closer to treekie mutation... so close.) Almost watched Clerks (Kevin Smith should be flailed and strung up from the Big Ben - what a lousy director), almost took a bath (had to vacate the bathroom for Kevin's sister), drank coffee with Baileys, then straight-shooted more Baileys with ice. So hardcore.
hmmm... there's a box of Coffee Crisps giving me the eye - THE EVIL EYE! All behold and praise the holy relics. Jesus who?
I want to see your toys tomorrow morning. We'll sit around the TREE, in our pyjamas, and tear open the gifts - like hungry wolves. I don't want to see any unhappy smiles.
You got what you deserved.
This put a stop to our plans to see "Return of the King" today (we saw the first two movies yesterday and monday - i'm close to treekie mutation. My geek credentials are being checked and I'm to be told if I qualify.)
I already opened one Christmas gift: Kevin's mom sent me P.D. James' The Murder Room. We are both addicted to murder-mysteries and P.D. James is our goddess. All behold and praise the great dame of crime. Santa who?
I actually didn't leave the house today. I finished Super Mario Sunshine (getting closer to treekie mutation... so close.) Almost watched Clerks (Kevin Smith should be flailed and strung up from the Big Ben - what a lousy director), almost took a bath (had to vacate the bathroom for Kevin's sister), drank coffee with Baileys, then straight-shooted more Baileys with ice. So hardcore.
hmmm... there's a box of Coffee Crisps giving me the eye - THE EVIL EYE! All behold and praise the holy relics. Jesus who?
I want to see your toys tomorrow morning. We'll sit around the TREE, in our pyjamas, and tear open the gifts - like hungry wolves. I don't want to see any unhappy smiles.
You got what you deserved.