My aching feet.

I originally wrote "fett" but that's neither here nor there.

Oh my God my feet! I have been standing on them all day. I have at least two blog entries, and I didn't really know which one to make, but I guess that's decided now as I'm making this one. Lucky people! This one is about me. The other one is about why "Love Actually" is a horrendous movie. I know, I'm out of the girl club. I don't like chocolate, either. Or shopping.

Anyway! I guess the first order of business is Thanksgiving. A+! I read my livejournal friends list, and a lot of people were bitching about the fact that you're supposed to have a huge familial gathering on Thanksgiving, and they're depressed and angry that they don't have one. Well, funk that! You know what my big Thanksgiving was? My sister came over. That's all! But what made it A+ was that sweet potatoes were eaten by me. It was a communal food making and eating experience, just like that story that ABC News had. So there. The best part about Thanksgiving is days of left-overs. So just make a lot of food! Eat it later. Merry Everything.

Also, I may have a job. I'm still waiting to find out, because, as my mother just said nary a minute ago, "That idiot woman never called you?" It's about wrapping Christmas parcels for a gift co. I am both over-qualified and over-talented for it, and I only have the nerve to say that because the lady was terribly fastidious over a job that she later admitted she usually hires high school people for. I mean, who she be kiddin'! But she said she'd call me "by this weekend," so that's what I'm waiting on.

My mother and I have begun redoing the kitchen. Yesterday we chipped and sanded the hell out of everything, and then painted the ceiling. The woodwork had been done last weekend. And today I began Venetian Plastering! I am plaster happy. But only in the kitchen. It provides a bright and above all clean and attractive atmosphere for a place devoted to preparing food. I'd never put it in a living room or anything, though. I think it would feel too cold. But I completed one section of my total 5 planned out sections, and then I'm texture painting the tiles (which sadly, we cannot remove, as the walls are all gross behind) to look like stone. And then we're staining the cabinets green and getting new pulls. Nothing to be done about the floor (or countertops) at the moment, but, someday. I should have taken before pictures. Maybe I'll take after! That will have less time constraints.

Also, there are So Many Questions.

Furthermore, the phone line on which my modem resides has mysteriously ceased to function, so right now it's on-line on the main-line. Heh. It's okay, we rarely have phone calls, and anyone who would be calling this late for emergency purposes would call a cell phone. But I don't know what's up with that. The internet and I are still on speaking terms, but our relationship is strained. I just looked up some lyrics and now I'm getting to reading a recap. Woo hoo!

Something ... something more.

And, DUDE! MY BIRTHDAY IS ON SATURDAY. SATURDAY!!!!!!!!

That is all. Carry on with your intended business.