home at last. not free, not till friday with this art history exam over my head which i should really be studying for RIGHT NOW, but still good. i'm unpacked, i've established christmas central on the dining room table, i put away all my clothes, cleaned my kitchen and bathroom because my mom never does, went grocery shopping, to dinner, and am now peacefully ensconced in the den. my mom and i had many an excellent conversation on the way home and at dinner, about a lot of things. nothing earth shattering, but at times like this i always feel closer to her. it's strange that for someone that most people find funny i don't really make my mom laugh very often. jen pretty much does that. i guess i'm more the one she has clear conversations with, and im ok with that. then again i don't think i annoy my mom after she's around me a while, and she always says she can't take jen for long periods of time. i suggested she go back to ireland for vacation, and maybe take jen because jen's already been andl iked it, and i have no desire to go, but she was like "umm....i don't think i can handle your sister for that long..." lol.

i was thankful more than ever to be escaping the drama today. an unnamed someone tacked up a "best/worst places to hook up" article from the Mirror on Amanda Piel's door, and who did they think did it? yours truly. if i may channel heather for a moment: girl, please. do they think i give a flying fuck what they're doing? not really, in fact i'd rather keep the thought out of my head and fill it with more attractive images like pablo and tfb. the unnamed someone only did it to poke fun at them anyway. i guess some people haven't learned the dangers of dormcest, but oh well.