Note to VSC: you did not fail your moral test. Remember our theme is "Taking care of yourself." If you don't look out for number one, you can't look out for anybody else.
And as for helping strange men working on cars in the middle of the night, I have four words for you: Silence of the Lambs.
I think you chose wisely.
Onto other topics, the nightmare known as Christmas shopping is officially over--almost. The only thing left to buy is Dad's annual bottle of booze, and we don't usually get that until we trek over to Dublin on Christmas eve, because that's where BevMo is. It's important to have traditions.
The shopping was actually not that bad this year--neither too crowded, nor horrifically taxing on the budget. A little last-minute, yes, but it always is. And it didn't help that our plan to make most of the gifts didn't pan out. But we know what to do for next year--start earlier.
Since I have not posted very much lately, here's some news on how my life is going:
I'm more of less done with school. I'm done will all of my classes (4.0 last quarter, yay for me!), and I will graduate next quarter (sometime in April) as long I can get off my butt and do 80 hours of internship.
I've given up coffee, and, for the most part, caffeine. Alcohol is on it's way out, and the cloves haven't done anything good for me lately, so I think I'm just cutting them off completely. But coffee is the big one. I can't even drink it anymore--makes my tummy all gurgly. Go figure.
Okay, I was going to write more, but it's 12:30am, and we have a big start-of-the-holiday day tomorrow, including midnight mass, probably (exactly what is is about the darkest time of the year that makes people feel the need to stay up to midnight for religious observances?) So I'm checking out for tonight. More factoids next time.