announcement: i have the coolest friends ever. ;D

and very forgiving ones too. :) well, i hope she forgave me! accidentally called jacq "chi." it was made worse by the fact that i was actually LOOKING at jacq and still called her chi. oh dear. sorry again, jacq!! i tried to get out of it by saying that "hey, you guys both go to ucla!" but that didn't work. and then i tried, "well, hey, 'chi' sounds like 'she' and...yeah..." but that didn't work either. i'm just plain stupid.

got some great presents tonight as usual!! jo made us personalized t-shirts. they're so funny!! mine says "crazy spinster" on the front and has like, a pair of cherries in the middle - one of which is smiling happily and one of which is snarling and cursing. hahaha. i love that. and i got the WEIRDEST gift like, ever from debra. and i don't mean just from debra. i mean, the weirdest gift EVER. it was an inflatable tulip. it's not that i don't appreciate it because i do! it's cool-looking!! it's just...odd. and completely random. [jo: (whispers) she's losing it!] and i got a kick-ass punky shirt and skirt from ha as well as pink underwear with cherries on it and a pair of "cute but psycho" socks. got a cute gray sweater with little balls all over it from jacq. from j. crew! [i walked in by accident while she was getting my gift. ;D] let's see...what else. ahh yes, a really pretty candle holder hangy thingy from sanjenmardi. i'm thinking furiously for a place to put it. cuz it goes perfectly with everything in my bedroom in san diego. so there are like twenty different places i can put it. i also got cranium and some chick lit books from them too. ;D it was marian keyes night. i gave a marian keyes book to deb (lucy sullivan is getting married) who gave one to me (rachel's holiday) and got another one from sanjenmardi (last chance saloon). and more undies from chi. ;D as well as a purse! you know, at the rate that i'm getting purses each birthday/christmas, i'm going to build like an enormous collection of purses by the time i graduate. i'll be a bag lady!!

you know, i still can't believe i called jacq chi. that was just embarrassing. and stupid. stupid stupid cherry. sigh.

still though, it was a fun fun night with lots of laughs as usual and mmm...food. i love my girlfriends. they are the BEST ever. ever ever ever. you won't find any finer girls. ;D

ohhh...owwww...

i'm sore...EVERYWHERE. well, especially in my right butt cheek region. i landed on that side pretty hard. from snowboarding, that is. went today! it was pretty fun after i stopped being frustrated and irritated by my own incompetence as well as other things. but i did get a bit better. hurrah!

the sad thing is...the VERY sad thing is that the majority of my spills came from trying to get off the ski lifts. it's just...an impossible task. for me, deb, and chi. we just kept falling. and crashing. and spilling. it was so bad that at one point the lift operator, after having recognized us from our previous multiple spills, actually slowed the lifts down for us. which was a really nice thing to do. he also kept giving us advice on how to get off. and the sad thing is (there were lots of sad things about this) that i could SEE all three of us trying to follow his instructions and advice. and yet...we still fell. oh well. our spills weren't quite as bad as some other people's. ;D although we were awfully consistent in our falling. it was literally, EVERY SINGLE TIME. see, i know what you're thinking. "all three of you went on the lift at the same time?! and you kept falling every time? gee, i wonder why." but see, our thinking was that it was better to have one big spill and get it over with instead of three consecutive spills. i did try to go alone once. i still fell. and i think i actually flew off the lift once too. i just...didn't get off in time and actually went a little airborne. that was a little scary. but funny.

and now, i'm just sore. sooooore. sore. my legs, my arms, my neck, my wrists, and especially my right butt cheek. good god...

going snowboarding tomorrow! hurrah!!

i just realized...in a week, i'm no longer going to be a 19-year-old spinster. no, i won't be getting a boyfriend for christmas (despite my not-so-subtle hints for one). i'm just going to be a 20-year-old spinster. how sad is that.

oh well. snowboarding!! ;D