Mm, more snow.

The snow was a day late and a dollar short this year. Last night, we got a storm that dropped a good 6-8" on us. Of course, the complex didn't bother to actually plow. There were three inches in the ring road, six inches in the parking spaces, and a foot from when the idiots plowed around. They're supposed to plow the spaces, but nooooo. Assholes.

Christmas was pretty good. Steven and I both got $100 from my grandparents and $50 from mom and Bruce, he got 5 new shirts, a book he wanted, a mug, and a Boston Terrier watch (from me). I got the book I've been lusting over since July, 2 shirts, a Chococat mug, another random mug from my mom, candy!, gloves, and socks. We received a pound of candy, movie tickets, and a punch bowl for our next party. I'm sure I'm I've missed a few things we got.

We did some after Christmas shopping yesterday. The mall was dead. We actually bought damn near nothing. We got two candles (Green Grass and Mistletoe, which I'm burning now.) and a room spray (Cranberry Peppermint) from Yankee Candle and a boxed gift set from Hickory Farms for Steven. I also bought two bras from Victoria's Secret which were in my size (!!!), a keychain, and a set of mugs from the Playboy Store. The mugs are a gift for Little Christmas, on the sixth. I'm getting the vibrator I want.

Aaand now I'm going to eat lunch.

Too Much Caffiene

I went out with Erin to Starbuck's today and had their peppermint mocha. It was really, really good, but I should have asked for it decaf and I had forgotten. Stupid me. It was definitely tasty, though.

I haven't seen Erin since we went out for coffee in October as a study break. I guess that's part of getting older. I never see anyone with any regularity anymore. Either I'm busy or they are. We made tenative plans to catch up with her, her boyfriend, and her stepson this week-end. The kids get on quite well, so it would be nice to get them together. We also made vague plans to have them over for dinner one night, as well.

Now I'm officially an adult. We're having dinner parties.

I'm going to kill the neighbours. They're yelling at each other and they're damned loud. These are the same ones who called the cops on us when we watching Shaft the other day, saying it sounded like a domestic disturbance. This is the same asshole who wouldn't let the maintenance guy in when our ceiling was leaking. This is the same asshole who bitched that, when we were cooking corn without the husks on low on our grill, yelled that it smelled like we were burning "the whole fucking place down". I think he's a serial killer.

We're going to see Phantom of the Opera tonight at the movies. It'll either be good or horrible, but I really want to see it. We've been trying to get there since Christmas Day. It was too crowded then and yesterday there was a huge blizzard. We actually got 13" of snow. Mmph.

Wow, I'm really hungry all of a sudden. I should pest Steven into cooking dinner.