Christmas, among other things

Well, I'd say this year was the best Christmas by far. My parents thought it was cute to say, "you have one box, you can't return it, and I don't know if you're going to like it." So, I wake up Christmas morning, all giddy, open my one box. And would you like to know what's inside? Other boxes. I got some clothes, jewlery, a new coat, two scarves, my Minnetonka boots, some blankets, a Pitt snuggie, my laptop and an HDTV. :] I was extra liked this year. And I now have $100 to BP to put gas in my damaged car. Which I can't believe I wrecked my car this close to Christmas. It's quite depressing and I almost let it ruin my holiday. But I talked to my uncle yesterday and he said he would call around Monday and if he found one, he'd put it in on Monday so I could drive it to work Tuesday. But we'll see, I think I found one online for $80. But other than that, I had to go back to work last night. 5-11. Yeah, I almost cried a few times. I had to actually do manual labor. It was incredibly awful. Tip: It's awful to be off for a few days and have a holiday and feel like you never have to go back to work, then you go back and it hits you like, WOW THIS SUCKS. And I get to work 5-9 tonight, could life get any better? Prob not. I have to clean my room today, it's getting extremely bad. You can't walk. I have no clean clothes. My room reaks like Roadhouse. Ugh, I have to pee. I'm hungry. I'm feeling a little whiny. Also, I want to complain that my iTunes on my laptop is empty and my other computer has so many songs. :( Ugh. I hate technology. I want to wish all my songs on there... But I'm going to go before you lose your mind. Much love.

K

Quote of the day: I believe that love is the answer.

P.S. I refuse to put a picture of the damage to my car on here. It's just not going to happen. I don't want evidence.