December 9, 2003

• Wow. Is my xanga entrating getting lazier or what? How about my command of the english language. I am such a bum. Anyway…what has happened since i last made an entry…When WAS my last entry. Why I am talking to myself aloud as I type? Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts and minds of man?

  The shadow knows

  SO my thanksgiving was good, not that anyone cares. I stuffed myself silly with greek food, and played cards with my extended family. And won 7 dollars…which goes straight into the medical school fund.

  However, one of the things that was weird was over the week3end i saw my friend emily. Who USED to be my friend Justin. In case anyone missed that. I have a friend who got a sex change. Two actually. And they know each other. One went from guy to girl and the other from girl to guy. The entire conversation i had with him/her has so many levels of weirdness i can’t evin begin to describe it. I tell yuou what not smart however. When you are on the phone with your g/f, and answer the door to see your friend who has recently had a sex change, the number one thing you should NOT say on the phone is…

  “Holy Shit, you have breasts! Honey, I gotta call you back”

  Now the explanation later brought a laugh, but how clearly would you be thinking in my situation. Damn Right

  So apparently, the sex is better…(this was a very awkward moment in the convo, as not only did i have to think about a friend having sex, but about a transgender friend having sex and….*shudder*…weirdness) ANyhoo, we are still friends and all is well, but a very strange weekend

  The next week was followed by finals. Aww…no more classes with Jen. I will miss you…unless of course we get to hang out outside of class. I will keep my hopes up…it could still happen one day

  Finals went well, i studied, crossed my fingers, made sacrifices to various gods and whatnot…you know the drill

  Now i am trying to get the garden to look all spiffy for my parents holiday party this weekend, which they have me pseudo catering. What does this mean. It means that unlike the real caterers, i do not get paid, but i am preparing a whole buttload of food to be serveed in addition because the rents want to show me off. I like cooking howecver so i don’t mind. To the folks who complain i never update…there you go, a summary of my last two weeks. Hopefully much grooviness in the future to give me something to write about

  Fantasma

  “If I was invisible, then i could just watch you in your room”

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