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Well, we could talk about the new dishwasher my family got. I haven’t seen it in action yet, but I feel like I’m going to be saying, “I just don’t know how I lived before this” a week from now.

We could also talk about my best friend moving to Texas. He’s doing good, though, and I’m visiting soon, so thumbs up!

Oh, and jobs. We could talk about jobs. I went to see about a census job a couple of days ago, and they had me sit down and take a 28-question test. It was actually fun. It was supposed to determine how good I am with numbers and organization and things like that. Tricky questions are the best. I got only one wrong.

This essay I’m writing could be another topic. Not much to say about it though, since it’s a paragraph long. Sad face. Sad, procrastinating, uninspired face.

I think that’s about it—HOLD IT, SON. We could also talk about this new layout here! I used the same HTML, basically, but check out what CSS can do for you~ Yes, you~

So, that’s what we could talk about if I were the topic of conversation. A dishwasher, a friend, a job, an essay, and a layout. Life is good.

It’s the last day of the decade! I wanted to list all the cool things I have done this year, but guess who has a poor memory?

The only things I can think of are getting my ~beautiful~ MacBook Pro, meeting a good friend, learning PHP, and wasting time.

I was thinking, you know, it would be really cool to create a way to write down all the things I do throughout the year. Like, with dates and categories. Like, a blog. Then I realized that someone had already thought of that.

Let’s hope I’m more of a quick thinker in 2010. (By the way, let’s call it “twenty ten.” Please.)

I had a good Christmas Eve~*

I spent last night with a family friend. Her name is Maria, and she is really nice. The year I lost my iPod, she ran out and bought me a pen with a little radio to give to me as a gift. She tries.

It was a nice night. (I got cheap perfume. She tries.) If only I wasn’t dying from the cold with a massive headache and aching bones. While everyone else had taken off their shoes and jackets.

Oh, and Christ, these nice people are slow. Walking out to the car, I was freezing and gritting my teeth, which made my head hurt more, but they would not go any faster, not one bit.

Maria has a niece and a nephew. They are adorable. We got the girl a doll and the boy a car. We were shown up when their mom and dad got a better doll and a better car. But now that’s twice the toys~

I hope the headache was a fluke. I don’t want to be sick. I’m wearing the perfume today.