so this is christmas

On the reading front: HUGE TWIST near the end of book 3, not a lot of books grip me like this one does, I cannot put it down unless my health is in danger.


So christmas is just another day, I have decided to eat as much as possible today to celebrate this fine holiday. It's 4pm and I'm up to a carton of strawberry-banana yogurt, three eggs, two pieces of toast and two thick slices of thick smoked ham. Oh, and a can of Chunky's clam chowder. I have steak dinner planned tonight and chicken drumsticks for a midnight snack, and to top it all off a box of Oreos. I blame my high metabolism. I also only weigh a sad 160 pounds, all of this food is gonna come out processed through the back end tomorrow morning.

I feel so lethargic. I think this is due to my severe lack of exercise lately. The only 'exercise' I've been doing is the 1.5 times of scandalous fornication a week. I really need to go home and find the mental fortitude to hit the gym every day. Note to self: Play electronic derivatives during exercise for those 30 min jogs.


Going to watch Clerks II tonight, should be entertaining. Yesterday I watched Snakes on a Plane and 2 Fast 2 Furious : Tokyo Drift. They were decent flicks.

Dad called, and asked me how I'm celebrating christmas. This is ironic because he never celebrates christmas, nor does anyone else in my family, because we are nominally a mix of christian, taoist, buddhist and god knows what else fengshui voodoo. So the only way I could answer him was "I'm going to celebrate by sleeping as much as possible." Which isn't different from any other day, really.

I feel like a gigantic sloth and I feel slightly guilty. Private school education was sort of wasted on a deadbeat like me. I guess this year is purgatory while I re-invent myself, and rest up for the next 3 grueling years finishing up my useless degree in the cold hell known as Toronto. Falling for Diana and being played by her was the stupidest mistake I've ever made, and that's saying a lot because I have a lot of other events/decisions I really regretted before I ever met her. I can see now she was only with me for that long because she had no one else. Oh well, I'm not falling down that well of self-pity again. Fuck her. I was more personally hurt from the fact that I got tricked by her for so long and thus my ego took a huge blow than that I loved her and she broke it off in a pretty mean way. I would have never hurt her even after everything. I just want to move on, I've been heartbroken enough times to know that time will heal 90% of the wound and the emotional scar will be a good reminder of falling for someone too hard. Oh teenagers.

I'm rambling, but I wanted to keep that bit of info for posterity in case I suffer amnesia and forget what happened to me.

Merry fucking Christmas. Jesus was born 2006 years ago, 2006 years ago I would have been a great Roman general based on my prowess in Rome: Total War. Legionnaires, MARCH!


Veni, Vidi, Dormivi.



Do I keep a lot of secrets? My aunt said I rarely speak and my mom said I never say anything about myself. I don't think its true. They just never ask.