i dont like christmas all that much; christmas is a concept and i don't like concepts. i like potatoes.
its not even jesus's birthday, yo.
friends of mine are having a big year end party tonight, so of course that falls right on the same night as porsche's dinner thing--her brother has come from california for christmas, and porsche agreed for the family dinner in his honor to happen at our house. so i don't know if im going to john's thing at sam & ches. it sucks because i haven't seen the hitchcocks in like, forever, and haven't really seen anyone else from my friend group in at least a month. its fucking tough, distance is killing my friendships.
i disposed of 3 months of cat litter today at lunch. it was very heavy. note to self: there are a lot of things one could do creatively, with one's giant bag of 3 months of cat shit, if one were so inclined to plan things a little more. hmm.
man the holidays. its too busy and i couldn't even handle things when they were half this busy.
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