Despite the huge blow-up fight my mother and I had last night, I'm feeling swell. (By the way, mom, I am NOT fat. So, shut your face.)

Looking online for Christmas presents for everyone, and I've got almost all of it sorted out. I STILL haven't come up with a present for my sister ... stupid money. I wish I could buy all of the gifts now. I LOVE CHRISTMAS. And I can't wait to see Andrew's face when he opens my gift. It'll be fantastic, I know it. =]

I'm tired, and I have tomorrow off, and everything is going to be fantastic. Maybe. In any case, Andrew lent me Othello, and I've got a novel to plan. So, at least I'll be kept busy...

And I need to make more Post Secrets...

And the hours tick by until I get to see me wonderful darling, who is slightly annoyed (I think) that I vented for so long this morning about my crazy mom and the horrors that are yet to come.

Oh horrors, must you be so inopportune?

My mom is out with Barbara, and I told her that I'd be leaving shortly, although, I think I'll hang around, and just not tell her. (Am I horrible person for planning to eavesdrop? I think so. Oh well.)

NaNoWriMo is still coming. -wince- And I'm almost done with the first Sleeping Beauty book. Two more to go. (I think my sister is disgusted by my current choice of reading, hahaha. I don't blame her.)

Stretching, trying to get into shape. I had dreams last night that Robert came back from England, and I kicked the crap out of him at a hockey game. This time, I didn't out this time. It was highly gratifying.

Edit: All of this talk about pirates in my novel is starting to get me quickly obsessed with pirates. OHMAGED I just realized that I get paid today, and I can order my jolly roger. SWEET!