My biggest gift was clothes. And I'm happy about it? Actually, I didn't even get clothes, I got a certificate to go shopping with my mom, and I'm happy about it. Weird. What happened to those huge Christmas lists full of millions of toys and video games? What is wrong with me? I guess next year I'll ask for some crazy video game, or even better some race track that my dad will spend all night setting up so I can play with it in the morning. Yesss.
I also got the new Fall Out Boy CD, and "What a Catch, Donnie" is quite an addicting little tune. I pulled the title of this pointless post from the lyrics of it. And I don't "got" either of those things. My thoughts aren't all that troubled and while I apparently I have no skill with the ladies I'm too proud to worry about self-esteem issues.
Mandatory cute puppy picture:
If you were hoping I had some purpose to this post, sorry to disappoint. Don't feel bad, I'm disappointed too; I was hoping I would suddenly come up with some moral lesson or profound insight but I got nothing. Life is good. Oh, I learned in Elders Quorum today that the Male body finishes growing at 28, so after that technically I'll be slowly dying. How uplifting.
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I love that you call the dog Tyler when your sister calls him Buddy. I like that name. I would call him Ty-Ty. Also, I understand about the whole Christmas list thing. Last year, I didn't even know what to ask for, so I asked for one of those adopt-an-animal thing where you pay for a goat or whatever animal and then they give it to some family in a 3rd-world country so that they can make a living with it. I didn't even get that because they thought it was pointless or maybe I just didn't get around to actually telling them. This year, I didn't ask for anything again.
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