There’s really no point to this post. Since I really have no audience to entertain, I’m just going to record my life. Well, last night I played thru the car scene of COD. It was so badass…all hanging out the window of this car shooting Germans (WWII), all while the car is swerving all around. It was a blast. It’s the true test of a soldier! Of course, I’m not sure I made any kills in the run, but I defended the car as ordered. Anyway, I’m looking forward to moving further in the game once I’m all alone, which should be soon, b/c everyone should be leaving pretty soon :(

Today my sister & I finally got the motivation to go to the store for Xmas cookie ingredients. Our quest for food coloring seemed to be in vain. We roamed the aisles of marsh, only to find icing in a can and colored gel. We began to fear that normal squirt bottle food coloring was a thing of the past. We were also worrying that maybe it had been found to cause cancer, b/c in the end, doesn’t everything these days? With worries of cancer, we reminisced about our days with food coloring as children to determine how much its poison had infected us. We had made mixed drinks with food coloring. Of course, that was immediately put to an end when our little brother (age 4 or so) reported purple waste. hehe…come on, it’s as cool as it is gross! Well, we decided to venture to Payless, where we eventually got the last box of food coloring. Feeling relieved that we didn’t have cancer, we attempted to go through self-checkout. In theory, it’s meant to be a convenient way for anti-social people to go shopping. Well, it’s not so fun with cash. We deposited our 8 quarters, 1 dime, and 3 pennies only to have the machine register that as $.75. We eventually gave up and called for help. The ladies that helped us were pretty anti-xmas spirit if you know what I mean. They gave us credit and let us leave. I suppose it was our punishment for trying to avoid lines and stupid checkout ppl. Oh well…at least we had our food coloring. We went on to go to McD’s where my sis ordered a happy meal. Apparently, they are now gender-happy meals, b/c she was asked “boy or girl?”. It seems they know which toys girls would prefer in comparison to boys. Needless to say, my sister received a Barbie princess tiara, which she plans to wear often.

I spent the first part of the evening mixing up some sugar cookies, and I believe they just reached their 4-hour chill time. Time for some rollin’ and cookie cutter action! I watched 2 hours of TV, which is a personal record for this semester. I was able to maneuver my antenna so I picked up BOTH of my stations…a third was just gonna be too much work. It was a good night for TV. No re-runs and I got to see REM on Boston Public. Good times.

I got an invitation to go out for coffee later in the night. Kinda funny…you see movies where every college student spends half their lives at a coffee shop, yet it’s not till now, my senior year, that I get an invitation. I’m always a little behind :) So I went to a Starbucks for the first time. It was really nice and WARM! There were some annoying girls in the place, but it’s pretty hard to avoid them anywhere you go. I’m learning to deal with them. It’s just difficult to adjust to girls screeching and screaming “OMG KAREN!!! Ahhh!!!” Seriously, can you ever really be THAT excited to see someone? I don’t even see that excitement for ppl who come home from wars and stuff. As my new friend would say, “oh the drama.” But anyway, I was there for almost 2 hours. I had a wonderful time. The friend I went with made for good conversation. I didn’t look at my watch once…hard to believe, eh? Yeah and I also didn’t panic when they shut the lights off as a hint to leave. Although, I admit there were some sirens going off in my head, but I controlled them. I’m adjusting to this “go with the flow” way of living. It’s actually quite enjoyable. Being paranoid can be a real brain drain.

Oh! In other news, I’m going to a concert in Jan. Starsailor! I’m extremely excited and the next LAN party is that same week. It kinda blows that all the good times have to happen at once. I like to spread the fun, but oh, I’m not complaining. I wish my life could have been like this as a freshman. I think my life would be a little different if it had…I’m not ready to give this all up in a semester. I’m having too much fun!

And this is just for my own amusement…Je ne t’aime plus mon amour. It’s my new self-help line. :) hehe don’t ask.