I just got an e-mail from a Marine Corps recruiting officer about some sort of Marine summer program thinger. This resulted in a bit of "...??" and I ignored it. But then I noticed this quote at the bottom, and... well. Judge for yourself.
"Sometimes killing a fly with a sledge hammer is entirely appropriate. It doesn't make the fly any more dead, but the rest of the flies sure sit up and take notice." - Major I. L. Holdridge, USMC
WHAT THE HELL. No. Just no. It made me shudder. That is the exact mindset that results in so much pain and suffering. It is just not right. Who could read that and think "I totally want to be part of a group of people who believe that"?
in other words, the Marine Corps has just done a horrible job of recruiting me.

Um. What is going on in my life? I'm currently enjoying a day of PJ-wearing bliss in my brand new, very, very spotty jimjams. They're pretty incredible.

Last night I went to see The History Boys. It was simply one of the best things I have witnessed in a long, long time. It was so perfect.
( And now I will go on and on about it. )
As my mom said: "It's unusual to see the best movie of the year on New Year's day." It would likely be the best movie of 2007, but I'm counting it as 2006, since it came out then.

I just had a nice chat on the phone with my friend Ben, who I dated in high school. It was kind of wild to hear his voice, since I haven't talked to him but in passing since we graduated. I last saw him a year ago New Year's. He sounds good... older. I'm looking forward to seeing him later this week.

New Year's was nice. Went to family friends' house further up in the mountains; saw people I see every few years, very nice people who have known both my parents for years and years, and me since I was born. Lots of talking and laughing. Good food, though I didn't eat much; I'm still getting over the sick. Poached pears with chocolate sauce: wow. The hard-driving rain let up enough for my dad to fire off some very impressive fireworks around midnight, so that was good. Then we went to bed. I got to sleep in the "nice bedroom," which was... nice! Normally I get the little yellow bedroom that is, although awesome, kind of gungy, and very cold (it's built into the hill). This time I got a big bed, warmth, some very nice furniture, and the sun rising over the mountains and waking me up. Good stuff.

Life has been crazy, with family and holidays and all. This is my first day to just lounge around at home (without added sickness) since school ended. My grandma had a pacemaker put in a few days after Christmas, which was kind of stressful for all involved. Their dog is staying with us now, which is hard on my cat. They do not get along. I have been around so many different dogs this week... mine, my aunt's (who is big and sweet and slept with me the one night he was here), my grandparent's, my family friends' (two of them). I'm all dogged out.

I need to find a new coffee shop to go to in my downtown. Things have changed WAY too much, and it makes me sad.

( My Christmas Still Isn't Over, But: )