No little kids since yesterday evening. It is quite peaceful. But sometimes the stillness bothers me...especially at night. Strange, I know. I spent much of yesterday wrapping presents and watching "The Twilight Zone" on Sci-Fi. That show is so wonderfully ace, I love it. They showed I think four episodes. Last night consisted of shopping for more last minute gifts with me lovely mum. We got stocking stuffers and I bought Sarah a DVD. She is really going to like the gifts that I got for her. That makes me happy. =) Today was so boring. Why I didn't call anyone, I don't know. Because I am a duffer and I always assume everybody else already has plans, which is stupid, but I always do it, and plus, it was raining and the rain made me not want to go outside, even though I wanted to get out of the house. Not to mention, my mom was working and I wouldn't have had a ride anywhere. Although I am sure I could've have found a way to do something. SO, because I was lame, all I really did today was watch crap on t.v., wrap more presents, read a little bit, and not much else. I started to watch "Pirates of the Caribbean" but fell asleep. Tonight I watched "Runaway Bride" with my lovely mum, even though I have seen it many times. Before that, I watched the end of "The Year Without A Santa Claus". Lovely day, egh? Well, I suppose that it could have been worse. Tomorrow, no real plans for the day time I don't think. In the evening (around 5 or so) I shall be off to Valencia for to see my grandparents, who are having a Christmas Eve party. It will most likely be boring, with the same friends of theirs there whom I do not really know and Robert will probably complain the whole way going and coming and it will not be a lot of fun. But what can I do? Of course, I have to go, and that's life, I will deal, and the night will come and go, even if it seems to take a lifetime. Then Christmas day will come and all will be merry because that's how it is supposed to be and the day will fade away into the past and things will continue as they tend to do, and all of the season's frustrations will be forgotten, conceding to its joys, until next Christmas rolls around, and the cycle will repeat. Well, I'll be off on that pleasant little note (lol). G'day lovely septics that you are. G'night as well.