It's Advent! You know what that means; only four (five, technically) weeks until Christmas. So it's time to light the first purple candle in the Advent wreath. Boy, the Catholic church has a lot of silly traditions. Like Easter.

Our Chrsitmas tree is now up and decorated. It took a while, but I at least had the help of my sister. However, Christmas lights are still demonic. They just decide to stop working occasionally, and then you have to take the whole string off only to find that they are actually just blinkers. Oh well.

Speaking of Christmas lights...My sister hit some of the lights that I lined the driveway with. She ran over them with her car. So of course I had to replace them. But that's alright, I made her buy me flaming (hehehehe) hot cheetos, which I shared of course.

I've been sitting here listening to the movie version of "Without You" over and over again, thinking about Hot Gay Guy, desperately wanting a boyfriend to cuddle up with...okay, pity party time is over. Happy hour is from 4 to 5. Literally. I inted to drink myself silly tonight.

Okay, okay, so I won't be doing any drinking. But that's quite alright. I'm gonna go listen to more Rosario Dawson and cry some more. It's a very sad song.

-psychic psychopath