besubversive | fingercicles. brr.

I made it out of Cedar Crest alive and also awake. I told my mom about wanting to move to the Seattle area and she was totally all for it. I watched that new show, House, which I loved like nobody's business. My brother did his randomly spazzy things and my mother crocheted while I worked on my dad's Harley scarf. We all went to Joann's so I could use a coupon on some awesome yarn

It's funny, because I always want to buy the pink yarns and then I have to tell myself, "Um, Jackie, not everyone will wear a pink scarf. Maybe just you. Ixnay on the inkpay."

I'm so fucking excited for the main gifting to begin. I love giving presents. I wish I could do it all year long.

I would like to curl up with my boyfriend, or even with his voice on my phone. However, he is MIA and this is not possible at the moment. Soon, though.

I got so much music the other night at the radio station. Be prepared to see about a million Ten Word Reviews.

My mother likes to keep the house at a ludicrous 60 degrees. Even with my socks-turned-wristwarmers, I'm experience some bone aching. I think this is the reason I started drinking tea. For it's handwarming potential.

Sweet dreams to all of you, especially to those of you I'd like to see under the mistletoe this year.

fingercicles. brr.

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