I don’t know that I really have much to report. I went up to President Mattson’s yesterday and wired up the subwoofers in his home theater. Then I came home and cleaned. I know, I lead such an exciting life. To finish off the night Michelle and Melissa came over and we watched Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. It was alright; I’m just glad we finally watched it.
The girls kept me up way too late last night and I therefore slept in this morning. Church went well, but I caught myself being a bit short with people more than once. I don’t know if this is Christmas depression or what, but it isn’t good. I think I’ve always been able to hold in my anti-Christmasness in for the most part, but it is just spilling everywhere this year.
I’ve also been so tired almost all the time lately and have pretty much been anti-social, so there must be something larger going on. Too bad I’m not smart enough to recognize what it is. Maybe my boring life is just feeding on itself.