Christmas is especially for those who love the Lord!

Life is waaaaaaay too good to be true right now. (except for the fact I have to finish a paper still for archaeology....)

1.) I am about to play twilight princess. It is so good I have to play it in small doses or my head might explode. Corey said that playing it will probably be the defining event of our lives.

2.) I went to Vacaville last night and played games with Travis, Corey, Kevin, and Gerard. Then Mrs. Walker brought us PINK cookies just like the ones I have always lusted after in the George and Martha books!!!!!!!!!

3.) I saw CANDY CANE LAND when I went to Vacaville last night!!!

4.) I bought Tony Hillerman's new autobiography for Grandmom's Christmas present, meaning I can borrow it in January.

5.) Jenna is getting her wisdom teeth pulled soon, meaning that I can go over to her house and 'keep her company' while lying around watching TV.

6.) I went to Vacaville last night.

7.) Mom found the Evie CD!!! I then listened to it when I went to Vacaville last night.

8.) Its below freezing outside and barely above inside, but i have flannel sheets and an electric blanket!

9.) John asked to sit on my lap today at Church

10.) LIZZY.IS.COMING.HOME.TOMORROW.

I have a million other things I can list, but no one really cares. I've gotten to hang out with John a ton since coming home, meaning that I have alot more boring-John-stories ammunition for all of my Biola friends. He's scared of everything now, especially the 'BOMINAL NOWMAN!' that he also loves in a strange way.

I wrote a love poem in my head to Vacaville last night, but I'll post it later. Last night we went to Winco to buy cheap candy for the gingerbread house party, and lets just say that mine and Corey's creation is going to change the face of gingerbread house making for all time. They have a new fancy sign in dowton Vacaville, it really jazzes things up there.

Corey and Travis camped out in front all night last night to get the Wii, because they are insane. Travis is so stupid he wore only a sweatshirt, so I took his keys and broke into his house to get him some blankets, scaring poor Mrs. Hecker out of her wits when I came in.

Anyways, I need to get back to my fabulous life. I wont be going to Vacaville tomorrow, but I will be going to San Francisco, which some would argue is even better.

MERYY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

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I wrote this 2 days ago when my internet was down, but what the heck.

HOME HOME HOME HOME HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I couldn't help but start screaming with excitement when I saw the 'Clayton Rd.' sign, and as soon as I got out of the car, mom greeted me with the same cries of excitement. Then Shane came out screaming with glee! Just kidding. Actually, he almost hugged me! I then told him how last night I dreamed he was being held hostage, and I shot the guy who was holding him 40 times in the face with a BB Gun full of nails. He seemed rather unimpressed.

Today I woke up surrounded by images of greyhounds, on a luxurious bed covered with pillows. Not only did I get to hang out with Scott for hours, we got to eat at my favorite restaurant!

Soapnet is showing BACK-TO-BACK episode of 90210 every day!!!!!! In the next week 1 1/2 years of classical education are going to be as fleetingly discarded as a Brandon Walsch relationship.

Sometimes I like to pretend that Jason Friese is really Jason Morgan from General Hospital, and that he's just hiding from the PCPD, disguised to protect Sam. Besides the first name, there are no two more different people in conception. But that would be the genius of Jason Morgan--change everything but the name!

I love how I know Mark and Mom are excited for my arrival home just by looking at the fridge full of Claussen pickles, tortillas, pricciuto, and cheese.

I love being home with my old friends from General Hospital. I'm even more glad that Lizzy will be home MONDAY to see the deep torential currents of Sonny's love for Carly showcased in this current story arch!!!

I'm now watching Jimmy Kimmel Live, and I decided that I want him to give my eulogy at my funeral. I just think he would be very calm and reassuring to my grieving loved ones.

Yep, food and TV. I really do care about other things, but I happen to write blogs when I'm eating on the couch in front of the TV. The other 25 minutes of my days at home are very full.

Here's the projection of my future life:
1.) Go to *hyperventelating* SAFEWAY! (I'll come up with some reason for mom....I'm sure we're out of something)
2.) Go visit Grandmom and ask her how she liked the Tony Hillerman I gave her
3.) JOHN WILL COME OVER AT 6 TO SPEND THE NIGHT!
4.) Invite Corey over
5.) Watch TV
6.) Curl up in my new flannel sheets under my electric blankets and read a TH.

silver bells

I'm pretty sure that I have some sort of mental disorder after reading how scattered all of my blogs are. I'm sure Lizzy can put a name to it. All of my friends write themes, thoughts, etc. where as that last one looks like Uncle Alan winding down with the TV after a hard day at work, viewing hundreds of channels in 20 seconds or less.

Anyways, I bought John's Christmas present today! It's a Biola sweatshirt that matches mine! : D

Children, gather around and listen!

I can't tell what has changed the chemistry of room 540 the most: the pressure of finals with the hope of 6-week rest, new air fresheners, or the shared recollection of Karla and I of the fact that "Nobody Wants to be Lonely" by Ricky Martin and Christina Aguilera is the greatest song ever sung by human beings. Well, besides the extended version of "It's all coming back to me now", but still.

Karla has also rediscovered the beauty of Boy Bands. How did they ever lose their popularity? It puzzles me. I'm glad that there is no material form of the song "Shape of my Heart" by Backstreet, or I would rip my clothes, pour libations, and sacrifice fattened bulls to it.

Anyways, although I am inconceivably excited to go home, I wish I could take Karla, the Ignatius girls (sorry boys, you can come visit), and Disneyland with me. I'm really glad Corey came and visited this weekend and gave me a taste of the fun we're going to have over Christmas!

You know, there is nothing like a good bout of gastroenteritis to make you enjoy life again. I fully gave up my spirit for Jesus to take me home just a week ago, and now my resurrected body lives life with more ferver than ever before.

So Tony Hillerman leaves me speechless. I had to resist giving every friend a copy of "Coyote Waits" for Christmas. I think I need to dedicate a whole blog to my passion for Tony Hillerman, this is completely inadequate.

Um, LIZZY COMES HOME IN 6 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I have Don Rags tomorrow. I can't wait until I can have a Don Rags without the 'I don't know how this mentor does things' fear. Someday I want to go in there with full confidence and rapport with the mentor, and not just a semester of 'getting to know you' behind us. Alas, some torrey students were meant to be mentor whores.

Prof. Langenwalter is going to become a grandpa over interterm!!! If there ever was a man that was meant to be a grandfather, it is Paul Langenwalter. And dear Becky was born a grandmother. He gave us all Christmas presents today! Inside one of the pieces of candy was an temporary tatoo of an eagle in front of the american flag, and I almost died because he thought I didn't like it and he said "oh, I think its pretty". I think I'll put it on my face first day of Into to Arch next semester.

Anyways, I've been putting off this God-forsaken pull question on excommunication in dialogue with the anapabtists for far too long. ew.

DID I MENTION THAT ITS CHRISTMAS?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!