oppression, you prey on us when we sleep

i'm really uncomfortable in the daylight. if i happen to be home during the day when it's all bright and sunny i tend to hide in the bedroom or the living room with the curtains closed til it gets dark. it's different in the summer, when i can go outside and enjoy the sunshine.. in the winter it just seems to make everything ugly and harsh.

nick should be home any minute... i hate this part, the waiting for him to get here and wondering if he's actually lying in a charred car wreck on the side of the highway and won't ever actually come home.

i want to make christmas cookies but i know that i'll get as far as cutting them in pretty little shapes and baking them, and then i'll get bored and the act of decorating them (which is SUPPOSED to be the fun part) with become a tedious chore and by the end i'll hate the whole idea of ever making cookies again and won't think about it for another 6 months or so.

i haven't taken any pictures in awhile because everything is ugly and boring and not photo-worthy. but blog posts with no pictures suck. therefore, few blog entries.

and that's that.