I can feel it in my fingers

Bloodorange and fire lights in the sky never tire of being so high...

I got Jaymins letter Saturday and in it she listed Fictional Characters She Would Marry--here is mine. Abbreviated.

• Mr. Darcy. From Pride and Prejudice.
• Mr. Bingly. Also From Pride and Prejudice.
• Dorian Gray. To appease my subconcious masochism.
• Graham Simpkins. Because he is a weeper. More than any woman I've ever met. (Mormons Jaymin, Mormons.)
• Nino Quincampoix. He's quirky.
• Christian from Moulin Rouge. Yes.
• Fred or George Weasely. The have red hair and are completely ridiculous.

Very abbreviated...lol.

Today was one of those cold early winter days where is feels like you breathe the frost that covers everything, like it seeps into your lungs and blood and you might always feel cold no matter how warm it gets, because its become a part of you. I can feel it in my fingers (*sings* I can feel it in my toes...lov--christmas is all arou--sorry.) as I am typing this now.

Last night my sister and I went over to our grandparents house to help set up their tree. After taping some of the limbs, re-wiring what seemed to be an entire strand of lights, sweeping up glass fragements from one of the ornaments we broke, fighting with the angel to stand up straight and stop leaning on the top and nearly toppleing the whole thing over quite a few times we got it up and it looked very nice--classy. I love christmas. I really do, I would set up christmas decorations as soon as it got cold and not take them down until summer if I was allowed. Hahaha. We set up our stuff at home today. Its very much in the vein of ultra tacky christmas vomit and leaves you with a queasy feeling in your stomach after looking at it, but in that context its rather lovely and was very fun putting up.

I started reading Dante's Divine Comedy yesterday, and finished the first several Cantos. Just as a diversion. I need to find another good book to read, because I think I've read every one of mine twice already. Im thinking about picking up Pride and Prejudice because I've watched the movie no less than 20 times in the last couple of weeks, and think it would be good to brush up on the book. I like the movie because it portrays love like life is. Messy and tedious and biased and frustrating, but in the end worthwhile, unexpected and better than imagined. It makes my heart happy.

This saturday is the christmas party at my Uncle's house in Columbus. I really am actually excited about this one. I think it will be fun--a younger and more diverse group of people than our traditional family christmas parties. I think the only person in my family that is near to my age is my cousin Alex--he's about 3 months or so younger than I am I think, and he lives in California. Come to think of it, I havent seen him in a while, since we were 16 or so, but he was really fun. He has red hair and eats burritos with sporks and is funny and kind of ridiculous. Most of my family is boring and only talks about varying degrees of disgusting health ailments, the gaining or losing of wieght about everyone in the room, and hunting. Yes, family get togethers unfortunately are usually rather dull and its all I can do to drag myself there.

Which I always thought was sad because I really wanted to have a close family, that sounds odd, but I really was a lonely sort of kid (not much has changed, eh? lol) but I always wanted to have cousins that I could visit and aunts that were fun and made cookies and things like that, but it didnt work out that way. Oh well. I guess thats why I have such bizarre and wonderful friends! Now if only they lived closer....boo.

I think I'll make peppermint bark for the party. Yes. That sounds wonderful.

Ah well, I've blathered on enough here for one night.