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Thursday
21 December 2000
 

 

 

7 33 pm pst   [ family in town ]

 my sis My sister and I have been having fun. She makes me laugh. We stay up late and I listen to her snore on the couch when she finally drifts to sleep. She has a boyfriend, so i have to ask myriad questions and she has to blush her myriad shades of embarrassment.

Matthew arrives tomorrow morning. He says he has a surprise for my sister and I. I can't imagine what it is.

My brother arrives tomorrow evening. I can't wait to see him! And if the house won't be full enough then, my grandfather arrives on the 24th. It will no doubt be a total zoo by then. I still have some holiday shopping left to do, but other than that, I am loving the holiday season.

The only thing that has me down is that I didn't manage to finish my x-mas cards, which I was watercoloring by hand. I'm going to have to deliver my ones to my ex-co-workers tomorrow, so I'll have to use some normal cards. If this is my most major holiday crisis, things are looking good.

 

 

 

3 years ago: We [my brother, mother, and I] actually watched Anaconda, which definitely resides on the list of the top ten worst movies ever made. I must say that I enjoyed John Voight's winking (especially after he had been regurgitated by an anaconda), the man who shaved his face while looking through binoculars, the scene which was printed backwards so that the waterfall travels upward [I would love to be a continuity editor for films], and the stunning realism of the anaconda snakes (if you cannot sense my sarcasm at this point then there is no point in reading further).

 

2 years ago: My great aunt is contesting my grandmother's will, and thus is engrossed in a lawsuit with my father. She refused to speak to me when I called to ask family tree questions. People are so stupid about money. It is so easy to come by and so hard to hold on to....

 

1 year ago: My mind delights in skiing. I am enough of a beginner that it still requires my full concentration. Myriad snowflakes pelt me in their infinite perfection as I ride up the ski lift. They tell me to stay, settle, let my heart slow. I am to cool off and offer up my existence to the mountain. But I declare my humanity; I must fight against the snow and gravity my whole way down. Then I ask to do it again.


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