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So. Yeah. Parts of tonight were okay. But yeah.


I went to Anna's for a birthday party for Mike... it was fun for a while, we watched DVDs of "Family Guy" and hung out and such. And then Bree showed up, and then we had cake, and then a few people played Twister -- I had the spinner but I didn't use it, I just called off whatever colors/body parts seemed the most anatomically impossible, or at least painful.


That part was good, anyway.


But yeah. By the end of the night I was sitting off in the corner, like usual, and then Bree came over and bitched at me for it, and then somehow we got into a nasty argument about something that happened, like, last May. And then we had to leave. So yeah, I am still kind of REALLY fucking pissed off right now. I took the long way home and drove, like, 70 the whole way, but it really didn't help me blow off any steam.


Whatever. I don't know. Hope you had a good birthday, Mike.

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Had the standard Christmas/mother's birthday thing at my grandparents' house tonight... yeah. Getting presents from my grandparents is always fun because half the time they don't know what's even in the boxes -- my mother does all the shopping, then gives them stuff to give to me and they pay her back.


Basically, I got art supplies, heh. Mostly acrylic stuff, because while oils are fun they take for-fuckin'-ever to dry and I don't have that much patience or free time. I think I'm going to move the shitty old computer that's in my room -- it's circa 1992, updated in 1996, and I never use it now that we have a laptop I can take upstairs -- and use the desk space for art stuff. Because yeah, there's really nowhere else in my house for me to do it. Although knowing me, the cleared-off desk space will last about a week and then it will turn into a catch-all for assorted shit I'm too lazy to find somewhere else to put.


Um. Yeah.