This Christmas wasn’t all that magical. I kept forgetting that it was coming. I usually get all excited about the gifts I am giving people, and love going to church and seeing everyone. This year I did not really feel much. I guess this is what it feels like to be a grown up. Numb and empty inside. Haha! Just kidding! I don’t feel numb and empty inside! I did keep forgetting about Christmas, though. I think that’s just because I am mildly retarded.
I did enjoy trying out my little brothers’ new zipline, though. No one could get a very good photo, because I was going super fast. I pretended I was Jack Bauer, making a surprise entrance into a terrorist cell. Oh it’s sad, really. my unwavering love of 24.
I received some kick-ass green striped tights from my sister. I put them on straightaway and haven’t taken them off since. I am going to try to keep them on ’til the New Year.
I am visiting my dad now, and drinking his lethally strong coffee. We spent about 8 hours at Ikea yesterday, wandering around and mechanically dropping household items with unknown uses and names like “Borgh” and “Fartyg” and “Sprecken” into our cart. And my! But the babies love to scream at Ikea! Everywhere I looked there was a baby with legs flailing and back arched, spitting snot at his or her haggard parent.
Okay, breakfast is served. And its only 1:30!