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Nov. 24th, 2005 06:56 pmTrain ride went well. Got to the Ferry Building around 11:00; a taxi pulled up around 11:15, the driver of which jumped out and opened the trunk for me. I just kind of stared at him, then called my cousin. The driver was very disappointed to learn that I had a ride, and thus would not be giving him any money.
Woke up this morning at some point when my aunt came in to say hello, and also to give me some juice. And another blanket, which I didn't really need because the comforter on the bed I'm in is amazing. I proceeded to sleep until around noon, at which point I met my cousin's boyfriend and stood around in the kitchen until dinner. It's amazing how much standing around one can do.
Yummy turkey was had, along with not-as-yummy brussels sprouts, some sort of potato-carrot-rutabaga mashed thing that turned out to be pretty good, and yams. No straight mashed potatoes, which was disappointing, but the turkey made up for it.
I should not be as tired as I am, considering that I've only been up for seven hours. Blame the tryptophan.
I miss Mudd already. I want to be home. East is my family #2, sort of, and I miss being there. Even though I feel like I've been living life in a bubble, keeping inside my head and the Black Hole. I don't mind staying there, but I wish sometimes I had more energy to get out and do something.
I dunno. Maybe I just miss my bubble.
Regardless, Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.
Woke up this morning at some point when my aunt came in to say hello, and also to give me some juice. And another blanket, which I didn't really need because the comforter on the bed I'm in is amazing. I proceeded to sleep until around noon, at which point I met my cousin's boyfriend and stood around in the kitchen until dinner. It's amazing how much standing around one can do.
Yummy turkey was had, along with not-as-yummy brussels sprouts, some sort of potato-carrot-rutabaga mashed thing that turned out to be pretty good, and yams. No straight mashed potatoes, which was disappointing, but the turkey made up for it.
I should not be as tired as I am, considering that I've only been up for seven hours. Blame the tryptophan.
I miss Mudd already. I want to be home. East is my family #2, sort of, and I miss being there. Even though I feel like I've been living life in a bubble, keeping inside my head and the Black Hole. I don't mind staying there, but I wish sometimes I had more energy to get out and do something.
I dunno. Maybe I just miss my bubble.
Regardless, Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.