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Month: December 2003

24 hours left!

Christmas delight started early this year; the plans have always been to spend Christmas in North Carolina with my sister, because she can’t fly due to pregnancy. So it wasn’t Christmasy at the house… but my mother managed to get into the spirt of things anyway.

She saw an infomercial on the following product:

Bible Songs 4 Kids. She decided she wanted it — for herself, if that isn’t obvious. So she calls the 800 number on the television and upon being connected is, apparently, asked what product she wants.

“The one on the TV right now.”

“What do you mean? I want the product on the TV right now, you should know what it is.”

My mother’s attitude raising, I tried to help out by saying “Bible Songs 4 Kids.” OK — that solved one problem. Although at this point I believe my mother pointed out to me the lady on the phone was stupid if she doesn’t even know what they’re selling.

So at some point — I’m not entirely sure why — my mother gets a guilty look on her face then, slowly, blurts out to the lady she wants the product as a gift (a lie). Not sure how that comes up, but then my mom starts asking the lady where she’s from (India, no surprise).

The deal is almost set, but on a whim my mother asks when her credit card will be charged.

Apparently this is information that the representative is not allowed to give out; she’d have to call up customer service for that top-secret information.

This — almost — destroies the deal. It was just about to fall apart when the saleslady just lies to my mom and says she’s billed right away. OK, good, the order is placed. Christmas cheer spreads here and in India thanks to both my mom and the saleslady’s wonderful, super moods.

sometimes fires don’t go out when you’re done playing with them

Well, that wraps up another semester, more or less. I’ll go on record saying one thing: I could really use a nap.

Retrospectively, there was some good this semester, even aside from spending time with a technophobe vegetarian. It was the first semester I’ve received points for being funny (much better than last semester, which was the first one I’ve lost points for handwriting — my NEAT handwriting, too). I’ve accepted my inability to lindy hop and moved on. I had a final in the coolest building on campus too (66 Library, the awesomest room anywhere), you can’t beat that.

[Listening to: All You Wanted – Michelle Branch]

two kittens style christmas; two monkeys like the zoo

There’s a nice obscure quote for you to chew on.

It’s the last real week of school. Endings always get me sentimental — thinking about other things that have come and gone, and I’ve decided to write an entry dedicated to an old friend.

I know we haven’t spent much time together; it really feels like we’ve been drifting apart for quite a while… but you mean a lot to me and I hope that this winter break we can get closer and spend more time together. Sometimes I take you for granted, and forget how important and special you are. To finish the dedication, a picture of my missing buddy:

I went to bed Tuesday at 6 AM and got up at 10 AM feeling like I wouldn’t make it through the day… and I won’t be able to sleep until sometime Friday. The worst was that not only was I tired, obviously, but for some reason it felt like my bones were liquifying and solidifying at roughly 33 Mhz. Add to the fact that, essentially, staying up all night to study proved completely and totally fruitless results in a grumpy me.

[Listening to: Last One Out of Liberty City – Less Than Jake – Hello Rockview]