My brother came home yesterday and gave me my Christmas present early because he can't exactly hand me a 20 bag in front of my parents. I'm just stoked I'll have something to smoke while I'm in Albany. I thought I was going to have to go the month without. And he can open his bottle of Jager in front of my parents, he's old enough to have it.

I have basically spent the entire break sitting on the right side of the couch near the Christmas tree, dicking around on the internet. I rediscovered Reddit and burned the entire past two days there. I have put off podficcing until I make it to Albany and have Brian and April's house empty while they're at work. I can get a lot of recording done and then edit it at night, during the week, and then have fun with the Januarymas parties on the weekends.

I also came to the decision that I won't be coming home for the week before classes start after all. I really like spending time with my mother, but my father's getting on my nerves, and everybody has been yelling, and I just don't need it. I'll be better off in Albany, actually relaxing before I go back to school. Although my father can still harass me on Facebook, but I can ignore him when he's being ignorant.

The only thing I'm disappointed with myself for is not getting more reading and writing done. I started Cryptonomicon the night I got here and haven't picked it back up again, and the only thing I've written (besides those poems a couple of days ago) is my character backstory for the Changeling game. I thought for sure I put my thumb drive into my bag before I left campus, but I can't find it, which is sad because I found all my notes for the Sunset Initiative series I was going to do in 2007 and I could totally pick it back up again, if I had the notes with me, which I don't seem to. Also I could be writing about Connor and Riley and Zachariah, but being among my family really kills my porn-writing drive.

Oh, never mind, I just found my thumb drive. I'm very careless, aren't I? Maybe I can get something done now.