i just love the sight of the living room floor covered in christmas paper


and i also love presents...




a mouse for my laptop with a retractable cord. ooooooh.


a set of shower and bath stuff. i will probably end up giving it away. i swear i get at least 5 of these a year!


told you i like penguins...





this is pretty much how we all felt by about 7:15.

Merry Christmas!!!

So here I am, a Saturday night at 10:30, sitting on my bed wearing pajama pants. Sometimes I think I should be depressed when these kind of nights occur. After all, I could be downtown with Mike at a Naughty by Nature show (which I thought he was joking about when I texted him earlier). But since I already spent oodles of money this evening on dinner and bowling with a couple other friends, let alone the past 2 months, I thought I would save a few bucks tonight.

It's wierd how much I look forward to having time off, but then when I actually have it, I don't know what to do with it. I have soooo many things I could think about for school but, ehh, it's supposed to be free time! I don't know.

Maybe I'm a little depressed...I know it's not the end of the world to be by yourself on a weekend night. And I could probably call other people but we always all call Mike to see what's going on; the rest of us hardly ever call each other. It has been this way for years; why stop now? However, it usually results in nights like these.

Never mind the fact that I'm one of like, two single friends that I have.

Well I'm babbling. These entries always feel like they are more appropriate for livejournal rather than here, but I don't have a livejournal. And I don't really want one.

Can't wait for Christmas, and I REALLY can't wait for New Years at my favorite Linwood mansion.

And hey, if you're free tonight, let me know. The pajama pants haven't completely killed my urge to party tonight... :)

a) I am the worst gift wrapper ever. Period. I am awful. I always manage to cut just slightly less than is needed to make the folds on the ends of the box, causing me to either cut out more paper and awkwardly attach it somehow, or leave a little bit showing so that the person opening the gift gets a sneak peek before they've even taken off the bow.

b) Thanks to everyone for suggestions about the spa. I ended up getting my mommy a gift card to Euphoria at the Galleria. Convenience. And they had some nice stuff it looked like, so I'm sure she will be happy.

c) I'm very excited because I decided that I'm going to take both of my classes on a rockin field trip to................the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame!!!! I think they will be so excited. Almost as excited as their dorky teacher (me).

d) I would like a White Christmas. Just for like, 4 days. Stupid global warming.

e) This is the second time I'm writing this post because it got erased before. I remember that my list at least went to F, but I have no idea right now what E and F were. So I guess I will say that I'm super excited about Secret Santa and New Years at PMT's on Linwood!!!! A party thrown for the estrippers has yet to disappoint, and I hope to see everyone there ... !!! :D

f) Bye!!!

Well actually I'm looking for a spa/massage place so I can get a gift card or gift package for my mom for Christmas/birthday. Does anyone know of any good ones???

So, tell me what you think this means. I know that everyone dreams every night and I can remember my dreams fairly well. I think I used to be better about remembering, I must be slipping in my old age. Anyway, for as long as I can recall, there is a recurring theme in a lot of my dreams, and that is this: in very many situations, I am not wearing any clothes. Or, I will be wearing like, just a shirt. And oddly enough, no one seems to really care, yet I still feel slightly uncomfortable. But I never seem to go put on more clothes. Or sometimes I can tell that I'm hoping to get somewhere to find some clothes, but I don't know if I ever do.

I wonder what this means? I've considered it may have something to do with self-confidence, or maybe I'm feeling vulnerable, or something. It really has been a part of my dreams for a long time! Any dream experts care to share any insight?

Also, just as a little survey, when you dream, do you see it through your own eyes, or do you see yourself? I know I've asked my friends this. I can truly that I've never seen myself in a dream. I remember a friend of mine in high school (who I think was full of herself and her looks) told me she always saw herself in dreams.

I wonder if dreams really symbolize anything or if it is all nonsense.