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So tired, bloody tired tonight. Work has been exhausting lately, and having someone come up to the register 15 minutes before close who wants to purchase things for two seperate prison mailings doesn't help. I got out of work late and worked myself into a panic on the way to the grocery store. My mother is making fried shrimp for dinner tomorrow, and I had this insane fear I would spoil Christmas by not getting the shrimp. I almost cried with relief in the store.

I need to wrap presents, and eat divinity, and sit here for a long time. In the morning, I'm going to pick up my mother so we can see Lord of The Rings. Haven't seen a movie with my mom in a very long time, and this movie is special. She had this interest in Tolkien that reminds me of my own obsessions, and role played in high school. I think she was Arwen. So it feels like a bit more connection to her, to see this together.

My story progresses slowly, mostly because I fear this thing called Plot that drives writing. I hope to write more tonight. Perhaps I will shower the dust of the day off, warm myself and eat more candy. My mother gave me this wonderful candy, part of a Christmas gift from a coworker. This woman handmakes incredible cookies and candies. The ones I have are balls of coconut, cream and sugar, covered in a dark bittersweet chocolate. Oh delight.

it must have been amusing to see me jump

I ran from the spider in the bath. I hate those big ones, with their pale brown stripe and long black legs. Why do they get in the bath tub?

As seen in many a journal elsewhere. I'm hoping someone will give me some interesting ideas.

Recommend to me:
1. A movie
2. A book
3. Music
4. A livejournal
5. A website