Bah...

[devilgrrl]

So, evidently the teacher who died is being buried tomorrow. I guess they've cancelled school, so I have no idea if we're going (since Steven works there) or if he just wants to swing by the funeral home or what. I never liked the guy; I guess he was friendly to Steven. Who the christ knows? I think we already have plans tonight. All I really know is that I'm actually hungry. The salad I intended to have for lunch when down the the garbage disposal. It was frozen fucking solid. I like frozen peas and green beans, not salad. I'm very, very bitter. We actually have peanut butter and bread, but honestly? The peanut allergy has been bothering me more than usual with this stupid damned cold, so I don't want to push it. Of course,  if we go out, I'll probably get pad thai, which is only slightly less stupid.

I really want thai now. Dammit.

I'm really itchy for some reason. The obvious would be that I got into something I'm allergic to or that I shouldn't have opened the door and stood in the cold air whilst overheated. I loves me some hives.

I want to check out the new gym tonight, but we already have plans, I think, with Steven's best friend and his wife.

I wish this damned itch would go the hell away. ARGH!

I don't think I've seen them since summer, when Joy and I went out shopping/for ice cream while the guys fixed the pond. Wait... maybe when his mom moved..?

Why are they using the Santa from the Ruldolph the Red Nosed Reindeer claymation thingy to promote Polar Express? I hate Hallmark sometimes.

We bought the gingerbread house parts over the week-end for the kid. We're not going to actually make it yet (read: we haven't let him see it because he's all about the instant gratification); probably not until like the third week of December. It is almost December. Wow... I need to think about where we want to put the tree. Steven's bringing his menorah over this week, so we can get set up for Hanukkah.

Stupid time. I should get going.