In comparison to the infuriating events that ended the day, the rest of the day was dreamy.
k and I took the car out to brave the town fairly early this morning. The comic book store didn't get in their new shipment as expected and the number of comics they had in stock barely exceeded my own library. The bead stores we sought out weren't much better. Navigating around town is a breeze and even though the population size is probably comparable to Fairbanks, it feels like a much smaller, much hick-er place.
We had a family photo shoot this afternoon which consisted of everyone telling everyone else how it should be done. A good, hearty game of "No I'm the Boss" is always the highlight of any day.
Later Guy, Nikki, and I saw The Return of the King. It was great. The experience was tainted a bit by some talking people, a very small theater, and cold air blowing down my back. I'm excited to see it again when I can fully get into it. One comment is that, even considering the conditions, the movie didn't feel overly long to me. The 3.5 hours went by without me feeling restless at all. Impressive to say the least.
Late evening Grandpa took us all out to Applebee's for dinner. The food was tasty and the conversation was only painful for a brief period.
Tomorrow is Christmas and while I can't say that I have the slightest bit of Christmas spirit, I am excited to open presents. Beyond that it's just a matter of surviving another day. Here's hoping one of my presents is an isolation chamber.
| December 24, 2003 10:31pm | 
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