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I did nothing today. That is not entirely accurate. I went to mass, came home, played some spellforce, took a nap, bought Ian James a Christmas present, ate at Buckner's with my friends, played celebrity, podcasted. I did nothing constructive today. That's why I like working so much. When I work, I feel like I'm doing something. When I don't work, I feel like I'm wasting time.

Recently I've been thinking about societal concessions and unwritten rules. I tend to not question the written rules, like the ones that ban killing and stealing and stuff, but there's other rules... things that we sort of just take for granted, things like customs and manners. Like saying hello to people you pass that you don't know. Saying God Bless you when people sneeze. Stuff like that. I don't know what I think about that stuff, I've just been more aware of it recently.

There is something inherently dissapointing about Christmas Presents. There is no such thing as the perfect Christmas present. A wrapped one is as close as it gets. A wrapped present could be anything. It could be just what you always wanted, but never thought to ask for. An opened present is finite and flawed. I have my cousin Ian's name for my mom's family's gift exchange. His mom said he wanted some sort of X-Men transformer, so I bought him an X-men transformer. It looks pretty cool on the box, but the toy itself is less than pristine. It's not that I got a defective product, it's just that toy itself is sort of lackluster. I don't know what I'm trying to say here. I love Christmas, I love giving presents.

Um... school is over next week, officially.
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