five reasons i love thanksgiving.

1. uncle joe saying grace.

2. good stuffing.

3. thanksgiving shitshow.

4. seeing almost all of my bffs (cait was MIA).

5. driving on 22.

successful weekend, minus puking one night and not getting to see cait, but winter break is only 15 days away. weird to think about. cait's birthday is coming up very soon, i really want to impress her with the cake i'm going to make. probably not going to happen, though. unless i can figure out how to work that crazy shit she uses (fonton? fondon?). tonight i got almost nothing done except reading for journalism tomorrow (technically this was all i had to do, but i wanted to get a bunch of things finished). i did get to see a bunch of folks when they came over to eat dirt with us. so that was good. i think i'm just going to give up, take a shower, write a letter and watch always sunny and go to bed. i took the commuter train this morning at 7:30 and it was packed and gross. tomorrow in journalism i need to write in my journal, i haven't done that for the entire break. and i need to start my F.Y.E. paper. and i want to see russian circles tomorrow.