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Hello Doomcookies and Jellyspoons!~

It is your delightfully batty host, once again updating this dismally undead blog to inform you all that I did not commit Christmas suicide or anything of the sort. In fact, I'm doing quite well. The holidays are very nearly over and I actually suspect that my New Years celebration will go quite smoothly.

Instead of the traditional jaunt over my uncle's house for cards and booze, the boyfriend and I are dragging my younger brother with us to the cities for a treat at the new Japanese restaurant that opened this summer in the Minneapolis. It's called Zen Box, run by second generation Japanese folks, and Izakaya style. If you're not sure what that means, Google it, and you'll learn something new and shiny!

I tried to get rid of the annoying red and green Christmas hair today, but it's pretty stubborn. I put a medium brown dye over everything (which had started to fade drastically) and now everything just looks brown-green and b…

Holiday Blues

I think I'm beginning to truly despise the holiday season. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was Mr. Scrooge's great great great granddaughter or something.

For the solstice, I did nothing to celebrate. But that's not terribly surprising...I've been falling off the pagan bandwagon for a while now. Christmas Eve was a literal nightmare for me. I was fine until people started arriving and then an anxiety attack set in and pretty much ruined the whole night for me. Not to mention my uncle harangued me for having a few glasses of wine. I'm 24, mind you.

Christmas Day was alright. I had dinner with my boyfriend's family and I was a bit intrigued at the amount of gifts I received. I had honestly expected next to nothing, since my family doesn't really do the gift thing anymore. My immediate sector is poor and the rest of them are stingy goats. So...yeah.

Honestly though, I'm just glad the holidays are over. I never before really understood why th…

When the Dust Settles...

It's Monday evening. I'm sitting in the living room with my laptop upon a TV tray. A Perfect Circle is playing on Youtube, providing a nice lull for me to settle in and grind this entry out. I'm exhausted. My eyes hurt. But there's no rest for the wicked.

Finals are over. And with it my first semester of college. I thought I would feel relieved to just have it over. But I'm always melancholy when a chapter of my life closes. My delightful roommate is gone now. My classes are over. My friends seem to be lost in that chapter and now I'm just drifting alone in the ether. I feel kind of ...empty. I don't like endings. That's why I never finish any of my stories.

On Saturday, Chris and I drove to a bistro-cafe called Pardon My French in Eagan. That's where the holiday themed Lolita meetup was going down. I was actually excited for this one, but it went more awry than the Halloween meetup did. There was no real sense of organization and I felt...neglected…

As it good as it gets

Note to self: Don't use Manic Panic again.

Finals Week: Round 1

So finals week is off to a great start. I didn't do much studying over the weekend, even though I should have, but I did pretty good on two exams so far. I have another one at 7:30 am tomorrow morning and then one at 10:00 am on Friday. I'll study more tonight for my final exam tomorrow and then the rest of the week is pretty much devoted to brushing up on my entire Math course.

Also, it's official. Pillarbox Red from Manic Panic is crap. I redyed my hair this weekend. I went ahead and reinforced the green a bit and then used up the entire rest of the bottle of red and after washing it out it's still pretty orange. I don't know if that particular color just looks that way or what....but if I ever do something similar I'm going with a much darker red shade. And maybe a different brand. Perhaps Raw does red as well....*ponders*

Too bad it's so blurred (boyfriend sucks with camera) but here's an elusive smile from me. Aren't I purdy? And yes, my hair dye…

Last Day of Classes

Welp, the end of the semester is nearly here. Today was the last day of regular classes for me and next week I only have a few finals. Whew! I'm so relieved that after next week I just get to relax. 

Today I gave my final speech in CMST. It was a persuasive speech urging my classmates to donate plasma and I think I did pretty well on it. I wasn't as nervous as I usually am during presentations, so I didn't stumble as much. I might have been just under the time limit though, I'm not sure.

The miracle is that I was even up in time for my speech today. You see, last night the hyenas on my floor were being particularly loud and obnoxious. I guess none of them need to study for their classes or finals. Fine, I hope they all flunk out and vacate the premises then. But to top it all off, one of the girls next door brought her boyfriend into our bathroom.

Let me explain something here. My floor is an all girls floor. I chose that way for a reason. I don't want guys up here al…

A very homey Christmas...

You know, someday I look forward to having my own place that I can go ahead and decorate for the holidays. Until then, I simply have to settle for indulging in the nostalgia that all my mom's decor evokes.

My mom's got an incredible collection of snowman themed decorations, which is great because then she can leave them up all winter long. So we decided to make our tree this year more winter themed than Christmas. So we've got blue and silver bulbs and snowflake/icicles on it. Very cute stuff. Enjoy!

A Strangely Wonderful and Terrible Weekend

Today was my last math unit exam. I'm pretty sure I bombed it, much like I bombed the last three units of homework I did last night as well. But I can't really be blamed, I hadn't slept the night before and I was very stressed out and exhausted. 

My weekend was quite fascinating, actually. Saturday was terrific. Chris and I went down to Maple Grove to try out a burger joint he's quite fond of. The place is called Five Guys and they really do have wonderful burgers. Even better though - were the french fries. Thick cut and fried in peanut oil, I felt as though I'd died and gone to some fast food heaven. 

Then we walked a block down to JoAnn Fabrics and I found the most delightful little Christmas print fabric: 

It's from Skelanimals, a brand that I found incredibly awesome while it briefly graced the shelves of the local Hot Topic, but it didn't hang around long. So I was very awed to find this and I got three yards of it. I also picked up a typical plaid with …