Monday December 24th, 2012
Met some amazing people at the Christmas Eve dinner tonight. One of those that stuck out specifically wae Sage. He sort of has this moody, bad boy, loner, sex thing going on. We talked for a little bit, in a group of other people, but I was definitely feeling a vibe. It might have only been one sided, but I was feeling it and that's all that matters. I wonder what his flavor is. And then there was this magnanimous creature named Roxi. It wasn't easy finding out what her name was; most the others called her 'asshole,' '****,' and other names. She's different, but not for the reasons they say she's different.On Tuesday afternoon I am helping serve Christmas lunch. Ham, green beans, mashed potatoes, jello ( I hope it's green because I'm missing the spring grass already! =( ) and our choice of coffee, tea, milk, and soda. I don't think we've had soda in here since Thanksgiving. Not for free anyways. I hope it's Pepsi products, but anything caffeinated will hit the spot.
Nobody will come see me. None of my family, even though they know where I'm at. I try not to think about it, and I usually don't. There are so many amazing, beautiful people around here that I usually don't. I think the holidays are just making me nostalgic or something. I won't think about them. I don't want to admit that I miss them. And that sometimes I cry.
Danielle has pot. She got it from her boyfriend. We can't smoke it here though. If we get caught, we'll get kicked out and the cops called on us. We have to wait until after Christmas when the hustle and bustle of visitors and guests die down and people go back to the usual swing of things.
Almost January, which is supposed to be bitterly cold this year. That's okay. I don't like going outside. I'm happier indoors, because that's where all the people are at. Parties and sitting on couches watching television. I bet I couldn't find ten people in a ten mile radius. Not the normal, milly vanilly kind. I could find lots of people like Danielle's boyfriend. the only problem is cash.
Yesterday was nice. I paid Terrance five dollars to do my duty work in the shelter. I won't try to think about how much pot I could have gotten off Danielle for that five dollars. I just wanted to watch some television. They were having Seinfeld reruns. I watched thirteen episodes.
