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My mother...

She's an odd, odd woman. Yesterday she buys me a 'live tree,' for some reason or another. It's a tiny thing, in the corner of my room. It's cute. Not very necessary, but cute. She buys blue lights for it. Today, I get home and there's a bunch of blue lights over my door. A wreath thing. Some Christmas Pen. And a Tigger/Roo figure that tells a story. She says that she wants my Christmas to be special. I tell her that it makes sense, since last year I got SHAFTED. To which she replies that we were poor then. And she tells me that she went in her room and cried after.

Woman's just too much drama. D-R-A-M-A.

Though I guess it would be a good time to ask for a HD TV if she's feeling the guilt. Guilt is a wonderful thing if used right.

I got my Dinah statue today. So now I have all the women of the DC Universe from Terry Hughes that I can get and want. The Best One? Probably Batgirl. Which is sad, because Donna's is soooooooooooo shitty and she deserves better.

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snowflake_girl
Nov. 28th, 2007 11:00 pm (UTC)
you have your very own Charlie Brown tree!!!!
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