WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!! Happy Thursday, eveveryone! 
Thank goodness...I'm free from work until Tuesday! Number crunching and technogeeking can wear a girl out. Holy moly.
I'm playing airport taxi for J. tomorrow morning...this is going to be strange. Sheesh. I'll let you all know how it goes.
It's going to be a small, quiet Christmas Eve here at Casa Libra, just the parents, myself and my surrogate big brother, Alex. It's kind of sad that the rifts that have occured in my family are driving everyone apart. Christmas Eve is [was?] my favorite night of the year....so much anticipation and positive energy abounding around the house...tons of smiles and love radiating in the air. It's almost as if everyone is emanating some sort of light from within...
...but now, we're broken. No thanks to the felon and the letch. I guess I have to keep the good memories of Christmas Eves past in my mind as a remeberance of what once was, and what could possibly be in later years. This is also the first Christmas in a few years that I'm semi-single, so that is making me even more introspective than I normally am, since there's no one to distract me with shiny things.
The dysfunctional horde invades on Christmas Day. My crash helmet and bottle of vodka are prepped and ready for anything that may happen. As I write this, there's this rock slowly growing in my stomach. It's going to be a freakin' boulder by the time everyone arrives.
I miss ZPO. 7 days now?
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edit: if my posts are no longer purple to you, please, please please please don't take it personally. there will be a larger, more comprehensive friends list cleanout in the near future...if you want to stay, start talkin'...
Thank goodness...I'm free from work until Tuesday! Number crunching and technogeeking can wear a girl out. Holy moly.
I'm playing airport taxi for J. tomorrow morning...this is going to be strange. Sheesh. I'll let you all know how it goes.
It's going to be a small, quiet Christmas Eve here at Casa Libra, just the parents, myself and my surrogate big brother, Alex. It's kind of sad that the rifts that have occured in my family are driving everyone apart. Christmas Eve is [was?] my favorite night of the year....so much anticipation and positive energy abounding around the house...tons of smiles and love radiating in the air. It's almost as if everyone is emanating some sort of light from within...
...but now, we're broken. No thanks to the felon and the letch. I guess I have to keep the good memories of Christmas Eves past in my mind as a remeberance of what once was, and what could possibly be in later years. This is also the first Christmas in a few years that I'm semi-single, so that is making me even more introspective than I normally am, since there's no one to distract me with shiny things.
The dysfunctional horde invades on Christmas Day. My crash helmet and bottle of vodka are prepped and ready for anything that may happen. As I write this, there's this rock slowly growing in my stomach. It's going to be a freakin' boulder by the time everyone arrives.
I miss ZPO. 7 days now?
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edit: if my posts are no longer purple to you, please, please please please don't take it personally. there will be a larger, more comprehensive friends list cleanout in the near future...if you want to stay, start talkin'...
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legionnaire:
Ah, so you have obnoxious relatives as well? Good luck with them on Christmas - they've managed to basically ruin every holiday for me.
ghettoblaster:
Merry Christmas. 