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Friday, December 25, 2009

Schmerr Schmee @ 11:42 PM

Merry Christmas! Being 1:43 in the morning on December 26th, I'd say everyone is still in the holiday spirit, so here we go.

Today was pretty cool, I guess. My sister, obviously ever-so-excited for Santa's presents under the tree was so kind as to wake me up around seven in the morning. Naturally, I shoved her away and continued to sleep for another good two hours. After I was forcefully dragged out of bed by a surprisingly strong ten year old, my mom was the next to recieve her complimentary wake-up call. She, of course, was stubborn about leaving her warm bed to venture into the hall, but we managed. After my dad had gotten the camera ready to film our pleasant morning faces, we made our way down the stairs, my sister speeding ten feet in front of me, so I heard a 'WHOA!' long before I saw the tree myself.

I didn't really want anything special for Christmas, so I just got random gifts that included picture frames (I'm re-doing my bedroom walls) an Eiffel Tower wall decor, and literally coal in my stocking. My mom has a strange sense of humor. :) My parents were exchanging worried glances back and forth until they finally asked us if either one of us had seen two missing presents. Both my sister and I shook our heads 'no' and continued with our EPIC CHRISTMAS ADVENTURE. I don't know. I'm tired. Later on, my dad was rummaging through the storage room searching for the 'lost treasures' Pirate noises included. I walked over to a bin, lifted off the cover, and voila, three hours of searching by my parents just got TOLD by my ten seconds. My dad and I took them upstairs, they were presents from my grandma, one for the both of us. We opened them, expecting savings bonds or something, until we discovered a Nintendo DS for my sister, and the fifth generation ipod nano for me! It was epic.

The rest of the day was spent on the computer and putting up stuff on my walls. I'm starting to think my room changes right along with me. I don't think it's looked the same for a year.

Around four or five, we visited my Aunt's house and most of my cousins and their 'significant others' were there. :) My cousins range from single, to in a relationship, to engaged, to married. But I love all of them, they're really awesome people. My cousin-in-law even sang along to four Fray songs with me, I think I'll be visiting him more often. Anyways, it was a fun Christmas dinner. I must've eaten at least twice my weight in food the past 2-3 days with all the special breakfasts, and dinners, etc. So I felt particularly sluggish afterwards, but it was cool. :)

I don't think anyone has even started reading this, let alone gotten this far. I could say something like, DR. SCOTT SMELLS GOOD, or JAKE JOHNSON'S HAIR COULD PROBABLY FIT INTO A PONYTAIL and no one would even care. But if you have, congradulations. Hm. On that note, Jake's hair probably could. *drifts into thoughts*

After my family got home, my dad asked if I wanted to go see the movie, 'Avatar' with him and one of my friends. I wasn't really interested in seeing it, but I agreed to go along just because I'd end up on facebook or twitter again if I didn't get out of the house. So I called up Kathryn, and we picked her up and headed on over to Eagan. I'm not even going to explain to you how epically intense that movie was. It's my second favorite movie of all-time. Since it's nearly impossible to beat out 'Fair Fight: The Fray documentary' It's just not even attemptable. Kathryn and I were LITERALLY out of breath after we got out of the movie theatre. I'm not much for sci-fi, gun-shooting kind of movies, but this one just TOLD every single movie that's competing against it in the box office. See it. See it now.

So, I think that's it. Happy holidays, and
Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging

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