My mantra this year is "no bloodshed".

After the third time I've been asked if I have "an internet site" (and the third time giving suitably vague answers) I have to wonder if anyone actually reads the email I send them. After all, my site address is in my .sig. And I keep forgetting to delete it when I send email to my family.

It's currently posted on the fridge, for crying out loud.

When they do find it, it's gonna be uuuuugly. Man.

But all things considered, I'm doing well. I currently feel miserable, but I get to skip Christmas Eve services because of it. I was feeling nasty this afternoon, and took my temperature and determined that I am indeed fighting off something. Bah, humbug.

My brother is behaving himself. My father is his usual strange self, but I haven't felt compelled to make any truly cutting remarks at him yet, so I'm counting myself as having achieved something there. On the 23rd, Mom and I went to Capitola and Santa Cruz, went shopping and hung out, and I got a couple of barettes to replace the ones that i've been breaking lately. And today was quiet--my dad and I baked, I read, and wandered around feeling vaguely feverish and sort of housebound. I wished, a couple of times, for the peace and quiet of my own place.

And tomorrow starts the rounds of the extended family. Oh, fun.

I have a journal entry written on the way down that I simply don't have the energy to transcribe tonight, but if you truly wish to amuse yourself, hit the images I scanned in today. No idea how the scans turned out but i'm in the middle of ftping them up right now, so I'll have access to them when I get home.

A merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

previous entry   next entry
before | 24 | 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | after

the new zero
| archives | reads | backstory | cast | what | why?
home
email