Blah, blah, relationship bullshit, blah. I don't want to talk about it.
My family might be able to come with me to see Grandma and grandpa, so that's positive.
I feel lame because I'm planning on buying gifts pre-made, instead of making them. I guess I just don't feel like I have the energy or inspiration to make anything this year.
"If you said goodbye to me tonight,
there would still be music left to write.
What else could I do?
I'm so inspired by you,
that hasn't happened for the longest time."
I feel like I need that person in my life.

"What can you do when your dreams come true,
and it's not quite like you planned?
What have you done to be losing the one,
You held so tight in your hand?
...
You're afraid you might fall out of fashion,
and you're feeling cold and small.
Any kind of love without passion,
Ain't no kind of loving at all."
True story.

Lyrics are bombarding me, sorry. I'm going for one more, then back on subject.

"I guess this is our last goodbye,
but you don't care, so I won't cry.
You'll be sorry when I'm dead,
cause all this guilt will be on your head.
I guess you'd call it suicide,
but I'm too full to swallow my pride."
That last bit is just badass. Personal opinion...
All of the above are from memory. I'm proud of me. :D

Okay, I am really ready for gift giving. It's like I'm spending money on me(instead of other peoples rent), but I'm spending it on other people, so it's almost more fun because I don't have to find a place to put my new things. I get to give them to people I -insert word that relates to love/care here- about.
I'm trying really hard to not be really creepy and attached to you folks, but my younger personality is seeping through. I was going to think of an awesome analogy, but when it comes down to it, I just get super attached to people because I'm scared they're going to leave me, so I squeeze all the juice out of it that I can. That fails me in a number of ways: I freak people out, I end up getting hurt, and I exhaust myself/forget to love and care for me. Basically, I'm a creeper.
This is really how my mind works. This is a pretty fluid model of all of the things that have crossed my mind while typing.
-goes to get cola and possibly nachos-

I swapped the nachos out for my Odie Joe. :) He's such a sweetie.
I think I'll turn in so that he can sleep. Goodnight.