I hate the point in the year where the snow longer brings excitement and the cool air that was once refreshing is merely a monotonous reminder of the months to come. I hate mornings where I can't find a reason to get out of bed and when I finally find that reason half of the day has been spoiled by my very own laziness. What I need is a long list of tasks so that I can keep my self occupied with something outside of my conscience. Usually I would fill the days with several trips to the mall and Target, buying things that I'll never need but use and enjoy nonetheless. Unfortunatley I am poor and could barely afford a trip to McDonald's. So it leaves me to myself, wasting time thinking of very useless things. Additonally I play games like tetris and fool myself into believing that one day I will solve my Rubiks cube. I just not the puzzle type, I lack the patience and am easily frustrated.

I suppose I could actually answer my phone calls and return my messages, but that takes a certain amount of effort I can't seem to find. I have no desire to be a social being at this time. As my friends plan New Years events I pick out new books to read and old movies to rent. Atleast I have myself to thank for my so called seasonal depression. It really isn't anyones fault, I choose to be this way and yet I still complain. I am interesting character.

I thought I'd share the present I gave my father for Christmas. God Bless the US of A.





President George W. Bush as a "Top Gun" action figure. You should see our Christmas cards, we are all sporting lovely black "W" shirts. They've caused quite a bit of confusion and amusement in the extended family. Ahh, the cleverness that runs in our blood.