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Dec. 26th, 2010 03:48 pmBecause I was traveling yesterday and Mum spent most of the day apparently cleaning in anticipation of my arrival, we mostly had Christmas this morning. I got a set of pyjamas last night, as is tradition, and this morning I got a sweatshirt with the TRON logo on it (super cool, shut up) and an origami-a-day calendar and some other awesome things.
It's been really cold here, which I like, and it means we can have the gas fire going in the fireplace, so we've had a cozy day. I've been reading and writing a bit but mostly hanging out with the family. My parents love The Big Bang Theory but they don't really have the correct cultural context for some of it, so we watched a few recent episodes and I explained some of the more obscure jokes. This did not do much for that Marginally Cool reputation I'd been cultivating, but that was pretty well out the window when I put on the TRON sweatshirt anyway.
Mum keeps trying to feed me. Not at mealtimes, that's normal, but all the rest of the time. We had a huge dinner last night and then she spent the rest of the night trying to give me a slice of apple cake or a cookie or some peanut butter cups. She seriously just tried to give me a package of string cheese after I ate a cheese sandwich for lunch. I don't want a Hershey's Kiss! I need seltzer water, woman!
Holstein, their chihuahua, peed on my shirt this morning. That's the kind of relationship we have.
It's been really cold here, which I like, and it means we can have the gas fire going in the fireplace, so we've had a cozy day. I've been reading and writing a bit but mostly hanging out with the family. My parents love The Big Bang Theory but they don't really have the correct cultural context for some of it, so we watched a few recent episodes and I explained some of the more obscure jokes. This did not do much for that Marginally Cool reputation I'd been cultivating, but that was pretty well out the window when I put on the TRON sweatshirt anyway.
Mum keeps trying to feed me. Not at mealtimes, that's normal, but all the rest of the time. We had a huge dinner last night and then she spent the rest of the night trying to give me a slice of apple cake or a cookie or some peanut butter cups. She seriously just tried to give me a package of string cheese after I ate a cheese sandwich for lunch. I don't want a Hershey's Kiss! I need seltzer water, woman!
Holstein, their chihuahua, peed on my shirt this morning. That's the kind of relationship we have.
