Catch Up

I've been avoiding writing anything down about my family. But I assure you, thoughts are swirling around my head. Mostly I can't wait till they leave, even though I'll miss Jacquie's laugh and Kyla's crazy voices. I find myself escaping to my cypress scented room, just to get a break. Now that I'm older my family doesn't seem as funny as they used to be. It's like I've out grown them in a certain way. It's horrible to say, but I can't help myself. It's like we bring out the worst in each other when we are around each other. I'm still the youngest, I'm still excluded, bossed around, and babied.

I'm excited to go back to work, but know it will be boring and not busy. I need the structure, fuck I really need the money.

I'm not excited about New Years. I'm more excited to pick up Jordan's kitty on New Years Eve. Jordan can go out and party, while I get the little guy settled in. I'm worried for him, but he has the easy going personality we'd been in search of for months. I think he'll adapt, and I don't know why I'm worried, it's a cat. No fuss.

I forgot to apply for Elite status renewal by Dec 16 on yelp. Oh well. I never really took advantage of it, and really I was always more about the writing then the social networking. I honestly am not really upset about it.

I gave in and started reading Water For Elephants. I hate reading main stream literature, I feel like I'm being groomed to like a certain type of book, and leave no room for anything obscure. I never find books on my own, that no one else has read that are important to me. I rely on the easy 'best sellers', big name authors, and recommendations. Books that are obscure are hard for me to get into, hard to read, because its usually the spectacular stories and/or beautifully written books that make it to the top of the lists. One's that are hard to read for the average schmoe but are gems, I can't see to get through. That's what I mean by groomed.