weird night

so Christmas has lost all of it's meaning to me. my family had to wake me up this year, and i complained that it was to early for the rest of the say. i didn't get anything really spectacular, and i felt sick mostly all day. i went to my grandma's house and it was really depressing. i did get to look at a photo album of my grandfather and i'm convinced that he was awesome and if he was still around he'd understand me. i feel that way about both of my grandfathers. i didn't get to know either one very well, but i think i'm alot like both of them. one was a cowboy and one was a sailor. one just wore cowboy hats around and boots and cursed, and the other wore just white t-shirts and had amazing tattoo sleeves and cursed. i wish my grandfathers had lived longer. =/

today i woke up and went to new brunswick with ryan while he booked his appointment to get a new tattoo. we got some pizza then just drove around and talked about music and movies and and highschool. well, we argued about music and movies. then i came back to flemington and went to bucks, where brian and mollie were working and pat mark jenni cayce lindsay and blunder were hanging out. then we all, minus brian mollie and lindsay, went to marks house and ate, and then played scattergories. i love how 'bootsock' hasn't been forgotten yet. kyle came during the game, and kicked our asses at it. then we all began to talk about our dreams. um somewhere in the night brian mollie and corey showed up. we talked some more and then all left. when i got home, someone had hit my garbage can with there cara nd garbage had been thrown all over the street and my driveway and the yard and i got out of my car in the cold and rain and picked it all up, even though most of it had become stuck to the ground due to the rain.

today was ok. weird, but ok. tomorrow is inferno. it will be fun.