Morning after

I've done my obligatory 8 Days of Happiness; but I'm not done posting! I'll still be totally incoherent, never fear. But now....finally....I get to COMPLAIN.

Firstly, that lovely feeling from eating so much chocolate has worn off....and now I just feel fat.
And lazy. Unfortunately, I got guilt-tripped into babysitting for a new family tonight; they have a 7-year-old girl and twin boys, age 6.

I am so excited that I'm considering digging myself a snow cave and hibernating for a few weeks.

Speaking of snow, why the hell hasn't it gone away yet? I thought I was going to DIE today, because my mom decided to drive our family friend's minivan to piano class even though a) she hasn't driven a minivan in YEARS; b) she's never driven THIS van ever; c) the roads were a nasty mix of snow, ice, and slush; d) she's not a fabulous driver to begin with. Not that she'll ever admit to that last one, but I know the truth.

Long story short: We got stuck in the slush. Multiple times. IN OUR OWN GODDAMN DRIVEWAY.

But, I got a fatty ball--bigger than my head--of soft yarn from my piano teacher, and we spent a good fifteen minutes discussing knitting. It was fun. This yarn will probably become Gradation Scarf, but I am looking forward to transportation attempts given the sheer mass of it.

I have, for now, come to terms with the fact that my parents will never ever trust my friends, girls and guys both, to not be giant raging hormones. There may be more on this later, because no doubt I will find this practice grossly unfair in the future. For now, it's a convenient excuse when I don't want to be anything other than a hermit.

Being a hermit, as I have rediscovered this break, rocks.

I am looking forward to Monday and Tuesday, because I am seeing outside-of-school friends. I am also looking forward to New Year's Eve, because for the first time in AGES we're not going to Family A's house for their fatty party with nobody my age, where I habitually spend several hours on their couch with my laptop/iPod/book not moving. Instead we're going to Family B's house, and not only do I like these people better, but it'll be just us and them.

Learning this was the highlight of my holidays.

Also, I hit one week of hermit-hood two days ago.....I'm not sure whether I blame my somewhat-existent reader friends for not organizing things, or if I thank my somewhat-existent reader friends for not organizing things. Either way, hermit-hood will be broken soon enough.

And while I'm on the subject, may as well comment on how weird I find it that people mind when we're "anti-social"...yet when we're together at school, our idea of being social is for all of us to have our laptops out with various games/puzzles/crosswords running.

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So being a hermit and being with the group both involve nearly identical amounts of socializing. Who'd have thought.