12.29.2004
blingin' in the new year
well, xmas came and went, and i neglected to blog about it. go figure. it was a pretty good one this year, and i got my first ever gift of jewelry from a boy. diamond earrings, niggas! tasteful, 14K white gold posts, and just the right size, so that i can wear them all the time--in short, they're bling-arific!
but xmas isn't about presents, it's about remembering the birth and subsequent resurrection of some guy who may or may not have lived roughly 2000 years ago and who may or may not have been the son of god, god being this thing that may or may not exist, the jury's still out on that one. so yes, there was church, and singing and joyful praise and screaming babies, and then there was eggnog and visiting, and the next day, more visiting and more babies, and then the next day, i met the fockers, and then the next day i called in "sick" to work so i could chill the fuck out a little.
how's that for a recap?
today, i put on an excessive amount of my NEW! burt's bees brand blush creme (thanks reba), in an attempt to make my cheeks and nose look abnormaly rosy. it's working! every time the boss walks by he goes "wow, you look really flushed." sucker.
not that i want to go home. zack's there with his new girlfriend, grand theft auto: san andreas, and i get awfully bored just sitting there watching that shit for eight hours at a time. two hours, even three or four i can handle, but i can't do ANYTHING for eight hours straight, even if i'm getting paid to do it, so i can't understand the urge to sit in that chair all day, taking brief time-outs to piss or wolf down a hot dog. but i guess this is something that boys just do. i knew i shouldn't have bought it for him.
jesse will be here in a while to fax something. looks like that's shaping up to be the highlight of my day. which is better than, say, getting PID (hi, mom!).
oh! pirates vs. ninjas, friday night. i'm starting to get excited.
but xmas isn't about presents, it's about remembering the birth and subsequent resurrection of some guy who may or may not have lived roughly 2000 years ago and who may or may not have been the son of god, god being this thing that may or may not exist, the jury's still out on that one. so yes, there was church, and singing and joyful praise and screaming babies, and then there was eggnog and visiting, and the next day, more visiting and more babies, and then the next day, i met the fockers, and then the next day i called in "sick" to work so i could chill the fuck out a little.
how's that for a recap?
today, i put on an excessive amount of my NEW! burt's bees brand blush creme (thanks reba), in an attempt to make my cheeks and nose look abnormaly rosy. it's working! every time the boss walks by he goes "wow, you look really flushed." sucker.
not that i want to go home. zack's there with his new girlfriend, grand theft auto: san andreas, and i get awfully bored just sitting there watching that shit for eight hours at a time. two hours, even three or four i can handle, but i can't do ANYTHING for eight hours straight, even if i'm getting paid to do it, so i can't understand the urge to sit in that chair all day, taking brief time-outs to piss or wolf down a hot dog. but i guess this is something that boys just do. i knew i shouldn't have bought it for him.
jesse will be here in a while to fax something. looks like that's shaping up to be the highlight of my day. which is better than, say, getting PID (hi, mom!).
oh! pirates vs. ninjas, friday night. i'm starting to get excited.
# posted by Nancy Cunningham @ 10:11 AM 
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