Random Cougar Life

I’m getting ready for Xmas Eve tonight. We’re having tacos, bean soup, 7-layer salad, wassail, sangria, and cherry dump cake. Not very exciting or Xmas-sy, except for the wassail, loll.

I got over my stupid scaredness on Tuesday, because I called Leslie and was like “I’m skeeeeeered, come oveeerrrr” and so she did. I finally fell asleep, yey. But Dave came down Wednesday and I was skeered no longer. We snuggled and he kept me all safe and warm at night. Then the next day we went to Hope Village Teahouse, but it took us two hours there! They didn’t even take our order for like 30 minutes Its never been that busy when we went, I was dissapointed with it.

Jennifer gave me my Xmas gift and I still need to give her gift to her. Her gift was really neato, I got fresh local honies, a really cool little necklace perfume bottle thing that I”ll have to take a picture of. Some candy, that was nice but I think my mom threw it away. I did get to eat a milkyway though, I hadn’t had one in ages. And she gave me these hillarious cards, with stuff about bad parking, to put on windshields of cars. I’m always complaining about idiots taking up too much space, loll, and now I have stuff to share my complaints with them. And the basket that everything came it is really spiffy too, I could use it as decoration to put stuff in.

My parents came back around 6:30pm even though they said it’d be around 5:00pm. Dave stayed over again that night and my mom confirmed that I’m a filthy heathen sinner ’cause we sleep together. We snuggled nice indeed, but instead of playing Sudoku we played Pheonix Wright: Ace Attorney. It is a most silly game, I like it. We usually play some Sudoku together before sleepin but this game is cool too. Dave went down to Lake Jackson yesterday afternoon to be with his families (he’s go twooo, and a whole hickville town related to him too! I only have 10 peeps in my family, me, my parents, my 2 cousins, my uncle, my grandpa and my crazy aunt and crazy cousin) And he’s comming up tomorrow, Xmas!Eve.  Its convienient that my family celebrates on Xmas eve anyways, loll. After my family’s Xmas stuff we’re drivin down to Lake Jackson to spend Xmas Day with his families, I’m gonna stay down there for a little bit with them, then Dave’s gonna drive me back up on the 28th. I think he’s comming with me since the Graduation Party thing is on the 30th and he’s comming.

Then either the night of the 30th or the morning of the 31st we’re going up to Dallas again. I think we’re spending New Year’s Eve with Kim and Byron? I can’t recall if they’re gonna be up there and throwing a party or not. But anyways we’re going back around then, and my parents want me back before the 6th so I can attend a teacher thing, but I don’t really want to be a teacher at all. I’m going to sign up to substitute teach until I can get a real job. And I do need to be back before Dave’s school starts, which is on the 8th.

Oh exciting, much to do, much to do. I’ll be sure to blog when I get my gifts, so I can share with y’all. Happy Wintereenmas.

Friday night my parents, my cousin Jason and his girlfriend, and my friend Jennifer, and myself went to the Compaq Center. Oh sorry Lakewood Church. My. Bad. For what I told was a concert with the Houston Symphony. I love classical music and listening to symphonic performances. But what it actually was, was Joel Osteen’s shitty choir, and part of the Houston Symphony. Oh and also an ELECTRIC GUITAR and an ELECTRIC BASS. His shitty choir needs to learn to god damn sing. When you are singing with instruments YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO HEAR THEM. I didn’t go to this concert, and I use the term generously, to listen to FIVE HUNDRED persons sing poorly and loudly and OVER EVERTHING. Except the electric guitar. You could here that. And after every song there was clapping. You don’t clap after every song, you clap at the end of the performance. AND ONE TIME THEY CLAPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF A SONG. I have been to junior high school concerts of better quality than this shit event. The only time you could here the symphony was on a violin and cello duet. EXCEPT NOT ALWAYS THEN. Because the choir had an accompianment part during certain sections, and instead of accenting and emphasising the duet THEY DROWNED IT OUT. It was bad enough I was in Lakewood Church, and trying to keep myself from being ill. Not because I hate religious institutions, but because Lakewood Church sickens me. The church is in the old basketball arena for the Houston Rockets. A motherfucking church. And if that was it I would just be irritated with the waste of land, but no, it gets better. You have to PAY MONEY to attend a service. Yes, you heard me right. If you want to see Joel fucking Olsteen perform, oh sorry preach, then you have to pay him money. That is not your donation, or whatever its called. That is you purchasing a FUCKING TICKET for church attendance.

more later, gotta go to target before it closes Apparently there was no rush Target closed at 11pm tonight. Anyways, I did not entirely waste my time, as the few times I heard the symphony it was spectacular. I truely enjoyed those parts of the event.

O.K. The rest of the night:

Well, after the music fiasco at the Compaq Center, we went out to eat. Of course Oishii was right on the corner and has delishushes japanese food and sushi. Jason and Kim and Jennifer and I love sushis. But my mom and dad hate japanese food. So with reasons like “we’ll get lost” and “no one likes that anyways but you” we had mexican. I like mexican food, but Jennifer can’t stand it. Hates it. Loathes it. And when I told my mom this, she said “they serve other food there”.

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Other food at a MEXICAN resturaunt?! It upset me greatly. Jennifer hates mexican food, 4 out of 6 of us love japanese food, but we eat at the mexican resturaunt we didn’t even know how to get to because my parents are so selfish. ARG. ARG. ARG. My parents can be so insufferable!!

But it was a good mexican resturaunt, I really loved my platter and Jennifer managed to find something that she didnt’ mind eating. It was the same thing I got, actually. A seafood “enchilada” the size of a Freebirds’ burrito covered with guacasalsa(I made that word up, it might even be real) and served with rice, guacamole and really interesting pico de gallo. The pico was corn, black beans, tomato and some kind of chile with cilantro. Very delish.

It wasn’t the worst night, overall. I was with family and I got to visit with my cousin Jason, whose more like a big brother to me than a cousin. And I did get to hear a few parts of the Houston Symphony’s performance. I just couldn’t believe this vaunted Lakewood Church choir was so terrible. I mean, thousands of people pay to see this stuff. Thousands. I am not exaggerating, they are in the former basketball stadium and it is filled up with people.