keep it.

there was clearly no need for me to get out of my pajamas today- let alone put on a bra.

the day after christmas is classically known as "play with the new shit you got" day. so in honor of this sacred tradition, i watched 4 movies and read 100 pages of Chuck Palahniuk's Diary. i also half-assidly cleaned up the basement and tried to hook up my bastard of a computer to our new router, but to no avail.

in following with another holiday time tradition, i am also wallowing in self-pity. this xmas was just cloudy. that's the best word i can come up with. no magic, really. no passion. dad was sick and infected me... so now i'm phlegmming all over the place. i can't get excited over presents that i picked out and wrapped myself. no kitty to sit in my lap and play with my ribbons. 3 hours at the nursing home. eating dinner with one of my cousins who reminds me too much of bubba.

the whole idea behind the holiday is not lost in my family. we choose jesus over santa... but with all the recent buzzing about this christ figure, even he's a little pop-cultured out.

but nevertheless... i wish all of you a happy holiday and look forward to 2005. this time of year always reminds me of my girl, Bridget Jones. resolutions will not be hard to come by this year. anyway. i'll say that for next week.

a big thank you to everybuddy who has frequented this page, or even just stopped by in hopes of webcam boob pictures. a bigger thank you to everyone who is still hanging around waiting for me to produce something quality again.

it reminds me to keep the faith.