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Happy Boxing Day!
Dec. 26th, 2002 08:18 amHappy Boxing Day! Christmas is over for another year. It finally ended up being a white Christmas here, though not until late at night. I'm guessing that we got three to six inches of the white shit. Of course, it's supposed to rain on New Year's Day, so we shall see how long it lasts.
I had my Christmas excitement last night. When I was driving Matt home around 11pm, I spun my car out. I only bumped a mailbox, so it was nothing too big, but ugh... I forgot how much I hate driving in the thick, heavy, wet, slushy shit. It pulls you right off the road. I'm going to inspect the damage this morning; the mailbox was fine. I'm pretty sure my car is fine too. I'd rather have a couple scratches on my door than be hit by another car or hit a tree or something.
Christmas Day was fine. We went down to my grandparents early, thinking that the storm was going to hit around 1pm (it didn't). We had swordfish and veggies, which is fine, considering my distaste for ham. My grandparents bought me an Italian sweater of some kind and gave me too much money, which I am going to funnel into a couple things I need to get to start redecorating my bedroom, as well as the corset from Frederick's that I'm dying to have and the invisible strap bra from Bravissimo I need so I can wear strapless things. Damned big titties.
I called my father, who forgot about having talked to me yesterday. He told me he sent me a Christmas present (Christmas!? Shit, I thought it was my birthday...) and wanted to know why I hadn't gotten it. He told my mother that the "gays were recruiting" the other day. People wonder why I never call him. He also told me that I was out of shape and lazy and it didn't matter how much weight I lost. God...
Speaking of, with all the festivities since Thanksgiving and all I've eaten, I managed to still lose five pounds, putting me at my high school weight. Unreal. My mother suggested that maybe my metabolism is just straightening it out from when I took the pill a couple years back. This could be. I swear to god, I'm never touching synthetic hormones again. I gained so much weight on the pill and went from a smaller C cup to a full F cup. Ugh!
Anyhow, I'm going to go put socks on. I'm waiting for Steve, who was going to be here at 8am, sharp, and still isn't here/hasn't called at 8:30. This is why I love Steve: he always runs late. I got to sleep in a little more than I should have this morning (I woke up at 8am sharp.) I expect to see him around 9ish.
I had my Christmas excitement last night. When I was driving Matt home around 11pm, I spun my car out. I only bumped a mailbox, so it was nothing too big, but ugh... I forgot how much I hate driving in the thick, heavy, wet, slushy shit. It pulls you right off the road. I'm going to inspect the damage this morning; the mailbox was fine. I'm pretty sure my car is fine too. I'd rather have a couple scratches on my door than be hit by another car or hit a tree or something.
Christmas Day was fine. We went down to my grandparents early, thinking that the storm was going to hit around 1pm (it didn't). We had swordfish and veggies, which is fine, considering my distaste for ham. My grandparents bought me an Italian sweater of some kind and gave me too much money, which I am going to funnel into a couple things I need to get to start redecorating my bedroom, as well as the corset from Frederick's that I'm dying to have and the invisible strap bra from Bravissimo I need so I can wear strapless things. Damned big titties.
I called my father, who forgot about having talked to me yesterday. He told me he sent me a Christmas present (Christmas!? Shit, I thought it was my birthday...) and wanted to know why I hadn't gotten it. He told my mother that the "gays were recruiting" the other day. People wonder why I never call him. He also told me that I was out of shape and lazy and it didn't matter how much weight I lost. God...
Speaking of, with all the festivities since Thanksgiving and all I've eaten, I managed to still lose five pounds, putting me at my high school weight. Unreal. My mother suggested that maybe my metabolism is just straightening it out from when I took the pill a couple years back. This could be. I swear to god, I'm never touching synthetic hormones again. I gained so much weight on the pill and went from a smaller C cup to a full F cup. Ugh!
Anyhow, I'm going to go put socks on. I'm waiting for Steve, who was going to be here at 8am, sharp, and still isn't here/hasn't called at 8:30. This is why I love Steve: he always runs late. I got to sleep in a little more than I should have this morning (I woke up at 8am sharp.) I expect to see him around 9ish.