Man, you guys are chatty... It's probably the rime difference thingy, but every day when I come back from school and check the flist there's at least five pages of it... How am I supposed to not even answer to everything but just read it?
The house stinks of cleaning products... that's the surest sign of my grandfather being here. Really, whenever he is supposed to come by my mom gets into cleaning frenzy... god, it's not like he likes when everything is clean here - he doesn't have things to criticize then. The bathroom stinks of detergent, the kitchen sink is so clean you could eat out of it if you were a weirdo that would eat out of the kitchen sink and she arranged all my tea prettily on the kitchen shelves... I feel as if it wasn't my house...
Fortunately she stayed away from my room, doing what he usually does when grandpa comes here - meaning, she closed the door and kept him far away from my room... thank goodness. It's not that I have a complete mess.... it's just that my books lie all around, and my papers on the desk are kinda... well, it's my organisation system. It's called 'put_it_somewhere' and it works.
Finished writing Christmas cards, thank good. I like doing it, but after some time it gets a tad repetitive...
Bets are on, will my Dad send a card, call or something this Christmas? Last time I saw him in... well, August after my rant of him not wanting to see me.... Well, that worked out, didn't it?
On happier things: Noelia got herself an AIM. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I'm finally connected to the world, so yay me. If anyone is interested, my id is 'insanityofnoelia'... tried many id's and was getting pissed of with every one being already taken. Stupid people *g*.
The final topic of this eclectic post.... drabbles!
Illyria/Wes Christmas drabble... The plot bunny didn't want to go away....
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Snow still no-show... I'm beginning to get worried :(. No snow on Christmas? That would suck....</font>