5...4...3...2...peggle?

This afternoon:
Me: Ugh, this zit on my nose is ridiculously huge, I feel like Rudolph!
Boyfriend: Nonsense, Nicole, it's a little red but that's it.
Later this evening, in the kitchen:
Dad: Nicole, what's that thing on your nose?
Me: What? Oh dad, you do wonders for my self-confidence
Dad: It's a bit late to look for part-time work, Nicole...Santa doesn't need any more help this season.

Mother, you chose a keeper! At least he bought us a nice new TV with digital cable, and it will be in my haven, aka, the basement.

I've been feeling really guilty for not really DOING anything since school ended, but I had a rather stressful term, with two jobs and 4 courses so I think this break is well-deserved (even though you'd catch me playing Peggle quite often as well). I did exert the effort tonight to fix up one pair of pants...they needed to be hemmed and tailored to make them skinnier. After doing that one pair, I was exhaused...I have 3 more to do, plus some shirts that need some sewing. I'm hoping that I can get at least one pair of pants done tomorrow, and then keep doing them through the week.

Finally: to avoid any stresses of New Years, Steve and I have made plans to get semi-dressed up (his new cologne and dressy shirt are hawt!) and head on down to our local motor hotel, they're having karaokee, food, and free cover...if that party sucks, we'll bus it to the other motor hotel in my area of town...if that blows, we can just go home, since we are really close! So I am excited (bought a new dress and shoes and everything!). I can only hope I don't pull a 19th birthday party passout that night (you know, it looked like I had been shot on my bed and I was OUT). Stay tuned for updates.