Dammit all, didn't I just say 'halt'? Man you don't listen.

ANYWAY, so the countdown is...you know...counting down? I've got three weeks to go and nothing packed Stupid post office charges an arm and a spleen for their boxes and even their biggest box wouldn't fit my cat's bed what's up with that?

And, I'm sick.
Like, seriously? That's lame. Stuffy nose, headache, throat ache, hell my EYES hurt...but...that's okay 'cuz I'm writing again. Which staring at this screen probably doesn't help the whole 'eye-hurting' thing, but we're workin' on it.

Moving right along, so this journal isn't entirely about me. I mean, who does that? Write in their journal about themselves? Psh, how stuck-up.


Anywhoozle, turkey day is next week!


Sooo...what're your plaaaans? Watching the game? (I don't know what game but it's turkeyday so there's bound to be some game.) Eating with the fams? Doing your own thing? Sleeping in? Against the mass genocide of our favorite stupid animal? Do tell!

Me, (here we go again with the 'me' ) I'm planning on being home with the fams. Last turkey day all together for a while, since I don't know what my money situation will be next year. And last holiday with everyone before I move since I'm out before Christmas. Also the boyfriend has the day off so that's a w00t! Just plannin' on doing a bit o' eatin' a bit o' sleepin' and a bit o' eatin' some more