bad

When I get asked how my Christmas break has been going, I answer that... bad. It hasn't been good. Lets go over what I have done... watched people install hardwood floors in my house, paint pen cups for all the little bebe's at church, watched hours and hours of GSN, become a Laguna Beach addict (so tragic), finish reading the fifth Harry Potter, completed the first in A Series of Unfortunate Events, stayed up 'til 2 and 3 am, and woken up at 1 pm. Yep. I would say that has been the recipe for a bad break.

Right now (OOH, ROSEANNE IS COMING ON!), I am up watching Nick at Nite, talking to Matt Lub, and making thefacebook my bitch by sending holiday messages to friends from high school, middle school, and I just sent one to a friend from day care. Thefacebook is a wonderful thing.

I decided the other night that I am not going to New Jersey to visit Betsy... lack of money... and a sudden lack of interest. Seriously. All I can say is that it is not time for another engagement... I can't f-ing take it. I'm on engagement overload.

In other news, I'm not even supposed to be on this computer. My dad came downstairs the other night while I was vegging out to--well whaddya know?--Nick at Nite and goes, "You and Donovan aren't allowed on the computer. Y'all broke it." And the record stopped and the cars halted to a stop... I was responsible for this POS computer being "broken?" WTF? I have a 4 year old, cheap ass eMachine and Lord knows that I do my share of word processing and internet browsing. This thing is only about 2 years old and it is a Hewlett-Packard. If this thing is messed up it is no fault of mine... and besides, I JUST GOT HOME LAST WEEK! Well, I expressed my frustration to my mom and she took my side for once... She told me I could get on it when my dad wasn't around. I thought it was funny. Definitely a moment from The Fairly Odd Parents... oh yeah... I have become THE TV junky since I have been home.

Let's see, what else? Oh yeah, Christmas... that is coming up soon. Not like I can tell or anything. There are no signs of Christmas here except for the presents that people from church and my mom's office have given her that are sitting in the corner of the family room by the recliner. Yeah. So Merry Christmas... I miss the way things used to be. My aunt actually told me tonight at church that I am at that age where Christmas isn't for me anymroe. "Christmas is for children," she said. "I have to remind myself of that every year." And she's 34. I thought that once you turn 21, you just kinda figure it out. But I guess not. I kinda think the reason she feels that way though is because she really doesn't have anyone to buy her anything. It's just her and her 13 year old son, so it's not like he can really get her anything too nice. One day, I'm going to get something really nice for my aunt... to make up for her Christmases that she missed out on. Maybe someone will do the same for me when I am 34 and single...

Bad... just bad...