oh. fucking sigh. I was going to write something about how being gay at christmas is just kinda a curse and now...I don't know...let me tell the story, maybe it'll make sense. I was just spending x-mas with my family and such and my older uncle was there and I was just "reflecting" on how he never ever spends christmas with his partner and still refers to him as his "roommate" and shit and I just was getting massively depressed...mainly b/c i'm pms-ing and away from my girlfriend for the longest yet since we've been seriously dating...yeah, i know...i should cry everyone a river...but it's hard!! I miss her so so much. SO MUCH! Anyway, what I'm trying to say, I guess, is that I'm I know we're not like my uncle and his man. So that's good. And even more importantly, I've learned from my uncle's mistakes. Mostly because I'm awesome. Yes.
Ha. Sorry, that wasn't really a story. Whatever.
Oh! Also, I got a new/first digital camera (I know, i'm slow) today from my OTHER gay uncle (haha...yeah...hilarity of life) and i took a shit ton of videos on it and then put them on my computer (like you do...) and i just re-realized how much i hate my voice when i'm recorded. I sound like a man. or something else...haha, I was gonna say "not sexy"...I don't know...I just don't like it, and I swear swear swear that's not what I sound like.
Okay...I'm gonna go cut out fabric and watch willy wonka...
CHEERS and happy thingee-days....
-tiny