2001-12-25 || 5:00 p.m.

|| cursemas ||

i am terribly nauseous. the hand sisters had their own christmas dinner: chile rellenos mummy had made and froze before she left, fudge, boone's farm. we ate in silence. we ate in four minutes flat. i am rinsing my plate when i eralize this is what living alone has done to us. there isn't much sense of family to keep us sitting, to make us talk about things and draw out the chore of eating. we had plans to eat at the beach, to snap silly polaroid pictures for a book to give to our parents entitled 'all the bad things we did while you were away' (we are 23 and 25. we live in our respective apartments far away from the parentals. they couldn't help it though, the urge to list off the rules as they were leaving). the pictures: running with scissors. leaving the garage door open. keeping the pot handles out on the stove. jumping on their bed with four boys. drinking red wine while sitting on the carpet. i don't think we'll actually do it.

instead we went back to sleep after breakfast, the parents hours into their journey to the funeral in northern california. we lay around in pajamas and watched cable. we got dressed and drove to see kelly and scott and their family, who have known us since my sissy was 10. we drove back and stopped at del taco on our way home, to complete the del taco christmas dinner at the beach plan, but it was closed. we got home and went through presents and washed dishes and cleaned the living room (we are such adults!) and made dinner and ate it and now. i am feeling sick. kelly is walking the dog. we have plans for this evening, fun ones actually, but we are both sluggish and post-boone's farm (hand family curse strikes again.) and we don't know where to sleep. here in mum and dad's house or at her apartment or maybe at blandy's and i just realized i have no idea when i am driving back up to the apartment.

i don't mean to sound so moony. i am having a good time.

merry christmas, i love you.

(we are going to take the pictures. right now. yeehaw haw haw.)

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