Day one of Channukah

In honor of my faith's winter celebration, (Channukah) I will be posting every day for 8 days. This is the first day of Channuakah, so HAPPY CHANNUKAH, EVERYONE! Since my parents are Christians....we celebrated Christmas, too. Yep....that's what the way it is. Anywho, on Christmas Eve, we had my dad's side of the family over to our small attic...err...house. It was nice to see all my family, but I have to say I am tired of answering the question, "so, how's college?" At the Christmas Eve service, my brother (the skateboard punk) was Gabriel in the re-enactment Jesus' birth. (minus the whole labor thing.) He was up their fighting laughter the entire time. Apparently Mary and Joseph were making faces at him when his back was turned to the congregation. This explains why he is getting a D in theatre 1 at my high school. Just because I am happy with what I received from the parental units, I am going to list off my stuff.

25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee soundtrack

Monty Python's SPAMALOT soundtrack

A large picture of New York City, my future home.

Phantom of the Opera special 2 disc edition

A box set of Classic American musicals including: Guys and Dolls, Fiddler on the Roof (which I watched last night to bring in Channukah), and West Side Story

Black and Decker coffee maker that makes one decently-sized thermos of coffee.

And on Black Tuesday (or is it Thursday...and should I be saying African American as not to upset Andrew Kightlinger?), I got a whole bunch of new clothes.

Margaret Cho's DVD Assassin. (Bri, you and I need to watch this together. I know you will love her. She's an Asian, gay and women's rights activist.)

Margaret Cho's book I Choose to Stay and Fight

Margaret Cho's CD I'm the One That I Want.

Anywho, living at home is quite stressful for me. For those of you who don't know my family, they are like me: FUCKING LOUD! It has been getting to me. They yell and argue about so much stupid shit. For example, my parents were yelling about how many chairs to put in the living room for people to sit in. I guess dorm life has made my ears more sensitive to the yelling. It's not just when they are arguing that they are loud, it's when they are just talking to each other at the supper table. My mom thinks she has to be so damn loud so we'll listen to her, but it just pisses me off. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but I can't wait to move back on campus. Here's something awkward. My dad, the homophobic close-minded democrat (Yes, I said democrat.) told me he was in the mood for comedy so he told me to put my Margaret Cho DVD in. (not knowing what she stood for.) So, it was my dad and I watching the DVD. It got even more awkward when Margaret was talking about how Laura Bush's pussy probably tastes like Lysol. Needless to say, my dad didn't laugh the entire time. This probably reinforces his mindset of thinking I am gay even more. Oh well, let him wonder.

On that note, I just wanted to say how much I miss all of my Augie friends. Your xanga posts are the only way I am able to keep in touch with some of your lives. So, when you see me back on campus, expect to get a lot of big hugs from me. I miss you guys (or girls for you fellow feminists out there.) You are my family and I wanted to say that I love each and every one of you so much. Happy day one of Channukah!

[Edited at 7:40AM] Another item of business is the grades I received for first semester. I was worrying a lot about how I would be doing and I checked yesterday and found out that I ended up with a 3.22 GPA! I am so friggin' excited. I have to take another math class, though. Damn Quantitative Reasoning!