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December 31, 2007 mid-afternoon | 
Home is where the heart is, Personal stuff
Holy Shit. It’s crazy how you can be going on with your life and you think you’re the most boring person ever and you’re stuck and blah blah blah. And then one day, BOOM, everything’s different.
Let me take you through the last 5 days of my life:
Last Wednesday: My boyfriend has a phone interview (while driving to the movie theater, no less) for the job he pre-interviewed for before Christmas. He is unofficially offered the job right there. (Then we went to see Juno, which I LOVED and you should go see right now.)
Last Thursday: We discussed it and decided it was the best opportunity he’d gotten so far. The money is a bit lower then he wanted, but it’s still WAY higher than he’s making at his TWO current jobs. He unofficially accepts their offer.
December 27, 2007 in the early afternoon | Reading is fundamental
It’s an old question, but a good one . . . What were your favorite books this year?
List as many as you like … fiction, non-fiction, mystery, romance, science-fiction, business, travel, cookbooks … whatever the category. But, really, we’re all dying to know. What books were the highlight of your reading year in 2007?
Well, according to Library Thing, I’ve read 24 books this year. That’s not even counting that I re-read Harry Potter 1-6 and I read 7 twice. I also re-read my two favorite Nick Hornby books, High Fidelity and About a Boy. And I’m in the middle of a book now that I will hopefully finish before next Monday. So that actually puts me at 35. That’s about 3 books a month, which is a pretty good average for me since I’m a fairly slow reader.
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December 26, 2007 around lunchtime | The Days of my Life
2 slices of cheesecake (1 for breakfast, 1 for desert)
m&m’s
reese’s peanut butter cups (5+)
bowl of popcorn (made in my new popcorn popper)
eggs
bacon
pancakes
grits
orange juice
coffee
2 glasses of wine
Well, that was possibly the piggiest day EVER. But you should get to eat whatever you want on Christmas, it’s a rule (well, it’s my rule).
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December 24, 2007 mid-afternoon | Personal stuff
We got in late last night. The trip wasn’t that bad, but I think it’s shortness was the key. If we had stayed longer, it would have been pretty bad. My boyfriend’s parents are ok in small doses.
Let’s get the bad stuff out of the way:
December 21, 2007 mid-morning | Randomicity
(Because I’m seriously lacking on my holidailies goal)
1. Wrapping paper or gift bags?
It depends on the gift, but usually wrapping paper.
2. Real tree or artificial?
I begrudgingly bought a artificial tree last year, but I like it now. It’s so much easier to deal with. I miss the smell of a real one, though.
3. When do you put up the tree?
See this post.
4. When do you take the tree down?
Usually pretty late. Mostly because I’m lazy, but also because I love Christmas and I never want it to end. Technically it’s still “Christmas” until Jan. 6, so usually some time after that. I remember leaving my tree up until almost March one year out of sheer laziness.
5. Do you like eggnog?
It’s okay. I’ve never had the alcoholic kind, though.
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December 19, 2007 at around evening time | Relationship stuff, The Days of my Life
As if we weren’t busy enough today with the 80 billion things we need to do before we leave tomorrow, my boyfriend was called in for a job interview. Well, it was actually more like a pre-interview. The real interview is on the 26th but for some reason they wanted to talk to him today as well.
I went with him because the interview was in an unfamiliar part of town and he has about the worst sense of direction of anyone I’ve ever met. The awesome thing was that the building the interview was in was right in front of this giant park/lake in the middle of the downtown area. So I took my camera and walked around the park taking pictures while he was in the interview. It was FANTASTIC. The lake was beautiful. There were TONS of birds and pretty trees and plants, but since it’s also in the middle of downtown I got a bunch of “urban” kind of pictures as well. I shot almost 200 photos in about an hour and I’m REALLY happy with more than half of them. I’m usually only happy with a few of my photos, so this was a big day for me. I posted one of my favorites on my photoblog already. I’ll post more when I get back from our trip.
in the early afternoon | Randomicity
Is ridiculousness even a word? Well, if not I’m making it one.
So I just got Brandon’s PSP and two PSP games. I ordered them all from the same place at the same time and yet for some reason they sent each item in it’s own separate box. Witness the ridiculousness:
December 18, 2007 around lunchtime | Personal stuff, Rants
That’s what this trip is going to be.
It turns out that my boyfriend’s parents are basically broke. They aren’t going to be having “Christmas” for themselves until January. (Which is I guess when they will have some disposable income?) So they won’t even be giving each other Christmas presents when we’re up there.
WTF? Why are we even going? They guilted us into coming by sending us $200 of their own money (which they can’t afford). Then when we get up there, they are just going to be watching us open presents (that they bought for us even though they can’t afford it).
We tried to give back the $200 but they won’t take it, of course. I just feel really really bad about this whole situation. I don’t want to take their money. I don’t want presents from them if it means they can’t pay their bills. It’s totally unnecessary. The really sad thing is that (as per usual) they will be giving us a bunch of cheapo crappy gifts that we will never use and their money could (and should) be going to more important things like, I don’t know, being able to feed themselves!
December 17, 2007 around lunchtime | Relationship stuff, The Days of my Life
The following recently took place between me and my boyfriend at a restaurant:
Me: (Eats a slice of cucumber off Boyfriend’s salad plate)
Me: uhhhhggg (Scrunches up face in disgust, tries to get it down as quickly as possible)
Boyfriend: What was wrong with it?
Me: (Inhales half a glass of diet coke) I don’t know. (More coke) I can’t even describe how horrible it was. It just made me want to vomit. (Coke)
Boyfriend: That’s a pretty good description.
A few minutes later…
Boyfriend: (Eats remaining cucumber slice)
Boyfriend: (Scrunches up face in a myriad of unpleasant ways, obviously grossed out by what he’s eating)
Me: I told you it was bad, why did you eat it?
Boyfriend: (Inhales water) Well, Number 1, I wanted to know what you meant when you said you couldn’t describe it and Number 2, I’m an idiot. (More water)
December 14, 2007 mid-afternoon | Personal stuff
This trip has officially become entirely too complicated. First of all, my boyfriend’s mom has to work on Christmas so we’re having “Christmas” on Friday the 21st. Which means we have to leave next Thursday and my boyfriend will have to take two days off of work (which he can’t really afford after our week long vacation last month).
Besides that, we realized today that we’ve completely screwed ourselves as far as presents. His mother wants to do the whole “sit-around-the-tree-and-feign-surprise-at-lame-gifts” thing. (And her gifts are lame. I present to you Exhibit A: a garlic press.) You know, ’cause it’s “Christmas.” Well, remember how my boyfriend told her originally that we couldn’t come up because we didn’t have any money? And then she immediately sent us money in order to guilt us into coming up there? Well guess what we bought ourselves for Christmas? I’m getting a shiny new camera and my boyfriend’s getting a PSP (Playstation Portable). Yeah. Both of those items come in at around $200 each. “Yeah, boyfriend’s mom, we were sooo broke that we went out and spent $400 on superfluous things for ourselves.” (And really, it’s a lot more than $400 after you add in some video games, books and DVDs.)
Now, in my defense we didn’t actually PAY for any of that stuff. We really DON’T have an extra $500 of completely expendable money. But it’s Christmas and we splurge on ourselves at Christmas. (I splurge on myself because I was a spoiled only-child who got whatever she wanted, a tradition I want to keep alive, and I MAKE my boyfriend splurge on himself because he had a shitty childhood and NEVER got ANYTHING he wanted (Lame Christmas present Exhibit B and C: a box of condoms and some socks. I’m not making this up! I was there!) ) And really, that’s what the awesomeness that is Bill Me Later is for.
