It's finally cloudy here. Yay! I hope the Christmas lights survived. Been having problems with them for the past couple of days and I just fixed the wiring problem yesterday. This is Murphy's Law in effect here if they are shorted out, isn't it? Oh well, I've taped over the outlets to most of them so I won't have to replace all of them if that did happen.
Mom's got a surprise for me today. Early birthday gift she says, one I'll have to leave Damen home for. She went out looking rather nice, but not over the top dressed up, and she told me to wear something similar for the surprise. I still haven't figured out what it is. Usually, when we've left Damen home it was for a movie or restaurant... Of course, lots of places don't allow dogs so ideally it could be anything. Argh. The suspension is killing me.
I finished catching up on Doctor Who on Netflix. Maybe I'll go find a link to the new season that's airing... until then, I think I've accidentally gotten myself hooked on Supernatural. Two episodes and now it's all over for me. My siblings are obsessed with this one show Archer. Not really seeing the charm in it, it's a little too raunchy for my tastes. I'll give it a go and decide after I've seen all two seasons. At least I won't be bored for another couple of months trying to watch these shows.
Is it bad to have a birthday/Christmas list this late in life? The things on it are truly remedial overall on a scale of meaningful gifts... so I think I'll try to raise money and buy them myself. It really irks me whenever it's close to my birthday or close to Christmas and my siblings ask what I want for a gift. It's not that receiving gifts irks me, it's the guilt attached to it. While I receive things in earnest and appreciate everything I'm given, they never fail to be snooty about how I should always appreciate the stuff they get me. Just snide remarks, like:
"You like it? Good. 'Cause we gave up a trip to Disneyland for this."
That, right there. No. Take the goddamned gift back. I would rather get things on my own anyway. I have more of a sense of entitlement that way. It's these kinds of things that make me hate being selfish and telling them what I want when they ask.
On a brighter note, tomorrow's my last day of being a minor. Whoot!
