kelland

I stole this from Malloreigh.

And she stole it from someone. But look, kids. I'm pure. "I've never" a lot of things.

(x) I've Never Been Drunk
(x) I've Never Smoked Pot
( ) I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Opposite Sex
( ) I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
(x) I've Never Crashed A Friend's Car
(x) I've Never Been To Japan
( ) I've Never Been In A Taxi
( ) I've Never Been In Love
(x) I've Never Had Sex In Public
( ) I've Never Been Dumped
(x) I've Never Done Cocaine
( ) I've Never Shoplifted
(x) I've Never Been Fired
(x) I've Never Been In A Fist Fight
(x) I've Never Had Group Intercourse
(x) I've Never Snuck Out Of My Parent's House
(x) I've Never Been Tied Up
( ) I've Never Regretted Having Sex With Someone
(x) I've Never Been Arrested
(x) I've Never Made Out With A Stranger
( ) I've Never Stolen Something From My Job
(x) I've Never Celebrated New Years In Time Square
(x) I've Never Gone On A Blind Date
( ) I've Never Lied To A Friend
( ) I've Never Had A Crush On A Teacher
(x) I've Never Celebrated Mardi-Gras In New Orleans
(x) I've Never Been To Europe
(x) I've Never Skipped School
( ) I've Never Sexed It Up With A Co-Worker
(x) I've Never Cut Myself On Purpose
(x) I've Never Had Sex At The Office
(x) I've Never Been Married
(x) I've Never Been Divorced
(x) I've Never Had Sex With More Than One Person Within The Same Week
( ) I've Never Posed Nude
(x) I've Never Gotten Someone Drunk Just To Have Sex With Them
(x) I've Never Killed Anyone
( ) I've Never Received A Hickey From My Sex Partner
(x) I've Never Thrown Up In A Bar
(x) I've Never Purposely Set A Part Of Myself On Fire
(x) I've Never Eaten Sushi
(x) I've Never Been Snowboarding
(x) I've Never Had Sex At A Friend's House
(x) I've Never Had Sex In A Dressing Room
( ) I've Never Flashed Anyone

So today was Thanksgiving. It was my first Thanksgiving as a vegetarian. I had to run to Wal*mart in search of stuffing that didn't have chicken/turkey broth-slash-cooked-parts in it, and the search was somewhat difficult and not-so-somewhat irritating. I also got pictures developed from last weekend. What was last weekend? A photoshoot at Tegan's house. My friends Tegan, Sara, Meredith, and Jezz posed for group and individual shots. Shots that I will use in my portfolio for college. The shots turned out really well. I'm proud. I guess I don't really talk about things that I do like that anymore. I guess I don't really talk about much of anything anymore. Sorry.

So anyways. Thanksgiving was nice. I ate way too much. But I ate amongst the company of my dad's side of family, which is a nice change of pace considering I've spent every Thanksgiving with my mom's parents and dreadful step-family for as long as I can remember.

I realize that tomorrow is the biggest shopping day of the year. And I want to shop, but I'm afraid I will be too busy. Maybe I will get up early in the morning and head out and about. I really want to do something special for my family this year. I feel like our murky financial situation has left a meloncholy damper on the prospect of a nice holiday, but I want to have a nice holiday, damnit. I don't really want a lot for Christmas this year. I pretty much have everything I want already... except for shit for college. For the dorm, you know. It's like a mini-house. And I'd like some new books to read and perhaps some art supplies. Other than that, not much.

Work has made me so depressed lately. I hate being there. I hate being around people that make me hate being there. So last night, I decided to have a sit-down chat with one of my bosses, Breck. I told him that I felt depressed and overwhelmed and anxious at work. I told him about the situation with my family and how it often got me down. I told him that I felt like I had lost some of my friends at work, and that being around those people made me even more depressed. He understood. He was so completely empathetic and sweet. He said that he was going to try his hardest to give me next week off so that I could have time to recuperate and deal with some issues that I have not addressed appropriately. That gives me a sense of relief.

We have snow here in grand ol' Ohio. My feet are effing freezing. Last night at work, I was fully convinced that I had the flu. My body ached and my head was heavy and my throat was swollen and I just felt like a general sack of shit. Mind you, I don't get sick. Ever, really. I was sick in the 7th grade for about four days, and when I was a sophomore, a flu epidemic broke out in my high school and I was sick for two days. (The high school was closed for three days because more than half of the student body was home sick.) But anyway, last night after work, I came home, took some Advil, laid on the couch, had a nice conversation with Shannon, and felt better. It was sort of weird how it just disappeared like that.

You didn't even phone me. Because it's not your style.