Thursday, December 29, 2005

Pen to Paper

Well, today I bought a new journal in which to work out all my post-fire angst. The b/f and I are looking forward to Saturday to kiss this crappy year goodbye. Woo hoo, the year is almost over.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Beanless Christmas

In the ongoing saga of recalling things that I lost in the fire, I had a tragic realization. My VHS copy of Mr. Bean episode, "Merry Christmas, Mr. Bean," the one given to me by Amy back in our Notre Dame days, the one I watch every year with my mom and brother (Bill, I miss you, stay safe,) the one I have completely memorized and is more of a tradition than The Christmas Story was lost in the fire. It's so sad to think about. It/s alsmost a little less like Christmas, which I know is ridiculous. But it's sad to me nonetheless.