come out angels, come out ghosts.

12/19/2009

i am NOT a morning person. i am ESPECIALLY not a morning person on a saturday morning that i don't have to work, had planned to sleep in obscenely late, and was awoken, not once but thrice, by my boyfriend's alarm, which was set for no reason as he is also off work and planning to sleep in. ugh! that is such a pet peeve: when he doesn't disarm his alarm, either the night before, or at least after the first rude awakening. this is not a morning to just push "sleep" dammit. so now it's 8:20 and i've been out of bed for a solid 15 minutes. the kicker of course is that he is sleeping soundly, i can hear his deep breathing from the living room.
okay. that's off my chest and i feel better. tho coffee would improve things further. chocolate raspberry roast, in a giant mug, here i come.
i attempted to finish my christmas shopping last night. i came close, so very close. but i feel like i should pick up a few more stocking stuffers, which is ridiculous, because i always feel like there is too little for stockings, only to have them hopelessly overflowing on christmas morning. oh well, who doesn't love overflowing gifts? i also need something for kristin, my brother's girlfriend. she won't be up for christmas, but i can send something with my brother. i think he's going down to her place christmas day, or shortly after. so, after coming to the conclusion that i really don't have any idea what to get her, i've settled on a gift card [or cute gift package, depending what catches my eye] from sephora. this means a trip downtown to sephora, to pick up said gift card/package. have you any idea how hard it will be not to indulge in gifts for myself?! there are so many cute christmas packages [i've been scoping online] and some of them are actually pretty good deals. such good deals in fact that i might feel justified in picking something up. oh spange... you are queen of the justifications.
this trip downtown may be the cause of or solution to a problem. simultaneously. last night, while in line at walmart, my phone rang, and it was my friend alanna. she's never called me before. when i saw her number come up, i honestly thought it was a pocket-dial [with an a-name, i'm at the top of some people's phone lists and sometimes get unintentional calls. my friend emilia is the worst for this.]. turns out that alanna's in/around the city for a few days and would like to hang out. this is essentially the first weekend since we moved here that we haven't been scheduled to do anything, and i have been looking forward to just vegging out, doing whatever. so part of me wants to see alanna, and kick it with her, and part of me doesn't want to put in any effort whatsoever. that's terrible, but it's the truth. i told her i'd call her when i got up, but clearly a pre-9am phone call on a saturday morning is not kosher, so i'll give it a few hours and see what's on her agenda. the shopping may be my out, or it may be a convenient way/place to meet. we'll see.