Thanksgiving, over. Christmas, bring it on...

Originally Posted:  Nov 26, 2007

...Just don't let anybody leave. 

That would have just been the whole title, but Facebook limits you in regards to title length.

Three days. That's all the Thanksgiving break really was. I'm only counting Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. Thursday doesn't count as that was just a family day. Well for me it was just a Rock Band day. Although my family played too, so maybe that makes it a Rock Band/family day. Either way Thursday doesn't not count. 

Sunday doesn't count either. Sunday doesn't count for anything. It's not really a weekday and it's not a weekend either. The way I see it, Sunday is like the extra time they just arbitrarily add to the end of halves at soccer games. Like that arbitrary time they add on to soccer games, Sundays always seem to vary in length. (*Note* This may be due to the fact that I sleep in for varying lengths of time on Sundays. Making some Sundays longer and some shorter than previous ones.) Also like that arbitrary time added to soccer games, nothing ever really happens on Sundays. Therefore, Sunday doesn't count for anything, especially Thanksgiving break. 

So three days, that's it. Three days of absolute boredom. 

My boredom was brought on by the fact that everyone leaves for Thanksgiving break. Everyone but me that is. I don't even remember what I did Wednesday, but I'm sure it involved sitting on my Love Sac alone for an extended period of time. 

I'll skip Friday for now and come back to it later. Friday has special circumstances surrounding it. 

I might as well skip Saturday too. All I did was drive around and eventually end up sitting in a parking lot. 

Let's go back to Special Circumcision Circumstances Friday. This is how my Friday was supposed to go. Go to bank to cash month old $15 dollar check, repeat Wednesdays activities. But then I went and ruined my scheduled plans. Being Black Friday, the mall parking lot was pretty full. With me going to the bank in the mall parking lot I was already there. I figured I might as well go check out all the commotion.

So I'm at the mall with absolutely nothing to do. I was just aimlessly walking around. I think I went into one store for about 20 seconds. I also made a fake trip to the bathroom. Why did I even go to the mall? I could have done the same stuff at home. 

Then I heard my name. It was my friend Maria. We chit-chatted a bit. She felt bad for me and my pathetically boring break. So a group of six of us ended up going down to Ogden that night to go to the comedy club. 

So why did I call it Special Circumstances Friday? Because I just happened to have something to do that day by chance. I just randomly went to the mall. I didn't have anything to do there. Friday should have never happened, although I'm glad it did. I should have been relegated to doing the same thing I did on Wednesday and Saturday. But my random trip to the mall resulted in my getting lucky and finding something to do. 

Now I ask the question, how am I going to survive Christmas break? Thanksgiving break was only three days and I almost died due to crying too much. Imagine how much crying is going to take place during Christmas break, it's nearly a month long. 

But I'm prepared. I plan on randomly going to numerous malls throughout the break. Maybe I'll go down to Salt Lake and go Christmas shopping by myself. Just like I did last year. Yeah, that'll show 'em. 

Oh crap, I'm screwed.