Game over

Today is a weird day.  I can't stop listening to Ozma.  Total little girl crush goodness.  I went on my parents PC and found a crazy amount of old photos of mine/ old music.  And I've come to the conclusion that my room is so full of junk that even when I don't live here I can still pass for living here.

Christmas was great.  Our holiday potluck got out of control due to John, George, and Robin, but that isn't surprising.  Family time was great.  I got a bunch of how-to books and the most comfortable pair of slippers.  Max is visiting Scranton Monday or Tuesday.  I'm going to Philadelphia for New Years.

A few weeks ago all I thought about was getting drunk and fucked up and now I don't even really care.  I'm on new medicine.  So far, so good.