peanut plays water polo!

i am slowly becoming one with this couch. Just to describe the scene a little... i'm wearing red pants, a red shirt, sitting on a couch covered with a red (and black) pattern... next to me are sprawled books and articles, carrots (funny story about the carrots) and various other papers. I'm a living mess right now :)

so the carrots... basically i'm a wee bit obsessed with carrots, but my current carrot bank is a tiny bit old i guess. some of these carrots are just inedible. so on one side of me i have the carrots that haven't been tested yet, nicely organized in a little bowl (pretty normal huh?) and then next to the bowl are the carrots that have failed to live up to the ability-to-chew quotient and so have been relegated to sitting on the couch. it's a little gross actually. haha. i think my room is pretty gross at the moment, actually. it's funny.

soo yesterday was a rough day. i really wanted to see chronicles of narnia so it made me pretty sad that john/erica/etc went and saw it anyway. haha but john, in his infinite sweetness has assured me that he'll see it again. i don't know though. that was a pretty traumatic experience. haha i can only equate it with playing tag with my sister and our neighbor's grandson. i was around 4 and they were probably 6 and 8 or something. arg. haha ok that makes sense in my head. basically it's the feeling of not being able to do something you really want to do... like tag your sister, or watch a movie. but instead, either your legs are too short to run after them, or you have papers to write. meh. haha. now i'm thinking about judy the dry. who ties earthworms to trees anyway???

i guess things are going well today, except that my wonderfully silly neighbors are screaming and running around upstairs. it's a bit hard to concentrate. the paper is going well-ish. hmm.

jchen called this morning from london, along with the rest of the family. i read them the sonnet i wrote as the invitation to tomorrow's holiday gathering. my cousin dylan particularly liked the bit about the cheese. i like poetry. it makes me happy (most of the time). i can't wait to see j. and on the way back from europe we get to pretend we're hungarian tourists again - and only speak hungarian until the last 5 minutes of the flight to annoy the steward people. teehee.

ooh i bought THE best christmas present yesterday!!! only i'm afraid it won't arrive on time. :( i'm not really sure who all reads this, so i won't say much except that it's really old (101 years old, to be exact) and REALLY amazing. haha do you ever get that feeling where you'd just like to keep the thing for yourself? yeaaa... this is one of those moments. but i think the person (haha i'm not even saying he/she. pepito the incognito mosquito. how secretive!) will like it... so life is good.

finally... i asked j if she took peanut (the little dog in the picture) with her to europe. and no, she didn't. but the funny part was the story she made up about why peanut didn't make the trip. apparently, he's gone and joined the water polo team and has to get in shape to go to aruba or something like that. if i get around to writing more children's books, i want to write one about a water polo playing dog... just imagine!