Monday, April 29, 2002 busy bees tend to forget i tried very hard to remain as busy as possible this weekend. it may not be a realistic approach to dealing with problems...who cares at this point? thinking about it has not been theraputic at all. i start to imagine the worst case scenario and then worrying increases and i start to cry. friday night i decided i wouldnt think about it for the weekend, and i think i did a pretty good job. friday i decided to accompany j to oldbridge so that he could spend time with his family and i could spend time with him. at first i was a mess, but he always knows how to calm me down. quiet night of dinner, mangoes, coffee and conversation. saturday i went with bles and kat to the mall to find a birthday present for brianna. i felt alot better...from the night before and the weather on saturday was just beautiful. kat and i bought the learning frog system for her at toys r us. by the time i got home it was 6:30 and i had dinner plans at 8pm for michelle. i must say, i have superb multi-tasking skills, when it counts. it usually takes me an hour and a half to two hours to get ready...dont ask me what it is i do that takes that much time. it remains as much a mystery to me as it does to you. i was ready and out of the house by 7:25 and in hoboken by 7:55. i always enjoy dinners over lounges/clubs/bars. interesting conversation with a small group of friends always puts me in a good mood. add sangria and paella and my night is complete. afterwards the drinking and dancing continued until 3 am. rhythmically-challenged people are just the saddest sight. laughing was at a minimum at the beginning of the night, but when other people joined our group, the jokes got alot louder and bles and i swore someone was going to start a fight. it was entertaining, but i felt a little guilty laughing at the expense of the plaid-skirted girl with the epileptic seizures and the girl whose seat j and i ashed on as she was sitting on it. sunday was brianna's birthday lunch at bennihana's. i taught her my name yesterday, but i dont think it stuck. sunday afternoon bowling. j's team won and i celebrated by sleeping. sleep=good. i just did myself a favor and bought the lomo automat kompact. but not from amazon...from the actual lomography website. which i was rather wary about, because i dont know where this camera is coming from. but the lomo website offers a book, and amazon doesnt. but amazon is more reliable because of its name recognition, while the lomo website is some obscure european distributor that i have not a clue about. amazon shipping is 24 hours, supposedly. lomo is 7-10 business days. i took my chances. tonight i vow to watch amelie. i hear only great things about this film and i need a happy outlook right now. 1:58 PM

Friday, April 26, 2002 bite me. see if you ever make it into 'a few of my favorite things' you big show off. potato trees, MY ASS. anyhoo, i am so tired. coffee no help. tired. lack of sleep. worrying too much. eyes burning. limbs aching. muscles sore. need weekend. now. and shower, for goodness sake. its been a busy week at the office. i guess since pater is leaving next saturday. many a things to be done. 3:53 PM

i must confess... kat was not drunk at eugenes...i must stress this point because someone has been harassing me about a reputation to uphold...she was only mildly drunk. for austria's birthday, he, michelle and i ventured on over to the cheesecake factory...the pinnacle of fine dining in bergen county. michelle and i were blessed enough to be the very first to celebrate his birthday...it wasnt even his birthday yet. alot of chicken interspersed with interesting conversation that continued at the driving range at edgewater. something about ratings and ugly couples. green pants. carnival bitches. yesterday, michelle was nice enough to accompany me to the best fast food on the east coast besides checkers...chick fil-a. more funny conversation as well as getting lost in the heart of paramus? washington township? where the f*#! were we? all in the hopes of avoiding traffic on route 17. our 'detour' was in vain because whereever we were when we decided to get back on route 17 was still under construction. and my final note for the day...what kind of a quiz was that? umm, hello? those questions had absolutely no bearing on you... crap ass shit. ask me what alcoholic beverage you consume on a weekly basis...what your famous dance is...name all of your chickees...recite all your pick up lines verbatim. how the hell am i supposed to know about f*#%n potato trees? 12:42 PM

Sunday, April 21, 2002 holly lou yah. the flow has ceased. my hormones are in balance again. i feel one with the world. this weekend has been crap and a half, but the catharsis was well worth it. thank you, michelle, for listening to my ramblings and giving me the advice i so needed to hear. eugene's was good. saw old rutgers friends i hadnt seen in a long time. spent the whole night sitting, which made me realize that i do sit alot in these types of establishments. how lazy is that? i hadnt eaten and drinking did not help any. i didnt even get past my first drink. just the first few sips gave me a headache. can you already have a hangover that early in the night? bles and kat did their thing and got drunk, which i guess was the point of it all. alot of people watching yesterday...which is not a good thing around j. he can be really cruel sometimes...always at the expense of others. our conversation over breakfast this morning consisted of his karmic demise. how his evil ways were to be returned to him threefold and if one of us was gonna get screwed in the ass, it was going to be him. i love breakfast with him. funny ass conversation. things are good again. *sigh* kat's ass called me at 5 in the morning. as i listened to the voicemail this morning, i thought, she could really screw herself over if she was talking bad about someone. and that it was recorded for documentation. and my wise words of advice for the day is: lock your phones when its not in use. one time, i was sitting in the car on my way to bles' house. i called her to tell her my location, and then hung up. on the radio, destiny's child's (ooh, that looks weird) 'emotion' came on the radio. of course, i had to start belting out the words during the chorus. little did i know, my sneaky little phone decided to call bles back at the exact moment i screamed, "its just emotion taking me over." and bles was just cracking up for the longest time...and of course i couldnt hear her because i was yelling way too loud. heed my words of warning. 3:17 PM

Saturday, April 20, 2002 p.s. today was not a good day. i decided to free myself from the constraints of my room so i left. got some coffee. went to the bookstore. bought a new journal. bought the new instyle. bought the shipping news. bought eat mangoes naked. smoked a whole lot of cigarettes. drove around alone for a little while. i felt better when i did all that. i had a whole lot of time to think, which i stated that i did a little too much of. thinking can really hinder you from actually doing. sometimes, anyway. thinking can also depress you even more than you already are. wallow, wallow, wallow. my new journal is very pretty. small, chubby and bright red. i had been eyeing over the last couple of months. what better time to buy something than when you are feeling down. like a bright red pick me up. i have yet to decide what to write in it, but hopefully i'll find some use and it wont end up in the cemetary of unused notebooks that plot around my room. i dont advise consumerism as a source of therapy...i am $60 less rich because of my literary debauchery. but its such a good excuse to use when you are feeling like crap. wow, i think ive overloaded on the blogging for one day. 1:26 AM

constants i'd like to take this opportunity to share a little bit about the people that make up my world. my parents. my stronghold. no matter how much i take them for granted, they are the constant reminders that i am not alone in the world. i know they will always be there for me, unconditionally and without restraint. they gave me life and continue to do so with their presence, whether directly or indirectly. they give me strength when i feel my will give in and my heart give out. my brother. the constant mainstay in my life. who has been there for me all 24 years of my life. my first best friend in the world and my source of contentment. i know that no matter what happens to me, i will always be able to turn to him for help and he will be waiting with open arms. bles. my life coach. my comfort food. when i am upset and lost, she is always there to pick me up and dust me off. she always knows the right thing to say. i find comfort with her words and her love for me. so many difficult journeys in her life, and yet she finds the time to still be my best friend. she is my source of hope. kathy. my brain. my cheerleader. she is the smartest person i know and is a source of inspiration for me. i look at her life and wonder if she realizes how truly gifted she is. she is the daily reminder of how far i have come in life and how much more i have to look forward to. she is a pillar of support for me, be her near or far. joyce. my vicarious life. my teacher. she has done so much in her 24 years here that i have yet to experience. she's found the love of her life, her husband and has created the most beautiful thing in her life, her child, brianna. she's been the one to push me to do things i could not do on my own. i revel in her strength and in all she has accomplished. michelle. my role model. my source of laughter. the most self-less person i know. she shows me how a friend should be. her heart continually gives and gives without question or concern for herself. endless conversations flow between the two of us. no matter how insignificant they may be to others, we find great significance in the little details of each others lives. austria. my truth. my shoulder. although we may not spend enough 'quality time' together, he is the one i turn to when i need to hear the truth. or spill out my guts. or hear an unbiased opinion. always honest with his thoughts and opinions, i deeply respect the wise words he has to offer lou. my 'sister' who just happens to be a guy. the most charismatic person ive ever met and the face i need to see when i need a smile. always looking out for us girls and being our bodyguard, so to speak. whenever we hang out together, i know i'm guaranteed a great time. his energy and presence just light up the room and anyone who happens to be around him. ryan. my little brother. my cousin, actually. although younger than me, treats me as his little sister. always looking out for me. always concerned with my happiness. he looks at the world through rose colored glasses and i have yet to see the world that way. but he inspires me with his hopelessly romantic outlook towards love. and lets me know that there are great guys out there. ethan. my nephew. the most beautiful person in the world. james. my other half. he is everything that i am not. he is everything i wish i was. strong. opinionated. confident. has the ability to do as he pleases without thought to others. although that may sound selfish, there is much strength in doing things for yourself. and i constantly think about the people around me. opinions that form about me from my own actions. i think before i do something, constantly worrying about what effects they will have on me. i am quiet and lots of times insecure about growing into who i am. i think too much. sometimes i think too much, i forget to just live. he lets me remember how to. everything that makes us so different from each other is what makes us the perfect person when we are together. he finds happiness with me. he is my source of happiness. i never realized how much joy there was in life until i met him. he is my definition of love. 12:55 AM

Friday, April 19, 2002 i just saw a white ninja doing some gardening in the house across the street from ours. and i heard the most tremendous thunder. this weather makes me want to lie down in my room by the window and just listen to the rain. i love the sound of rain, especially around dusk. i think the darkness has something to do with it. ethan can say 'ok' and 'good bye' now. and i missed that. 5:22 PM

from the sea, from the sky, from the land yesterday was birthday dinner for bles at tao. very fancy. reservations were for 8:30 and all 12 people had to be there in order to be seated and they were only going to hold our table for 15 minutes. so of course we are running late, because we are filipino. at 630 i am still home getting dressed when i should have been at hoboken already picking up the birthday cake. meeting time was supposed to be at 7...i get to the pickup stop at 745 and bles is still getting ready, so i'm off the hook. how we got that big ugly cake past her, i'll never know. joyce and i stuffed it in the trunk and j carried it to the restaurant after she had already gotten in. that was one ugly cake. it was brown with pink accent. please know that i did not pick that color scheme. i am not color blind. they asked if bles was a girl or a boy and i said girl. i supposed had i said boy, the cake would have had blue icing. we were late but they only made us wait 20 to 30 minutes more. and we got the special rose petal table right in front of the really big buddha statue. and of course i order the crappiest thing on the menu. i didnt learn my lesson from kellogg garden on 440 that lemon chicken at chinese restaurants is not a good thing. j was cracking up when i got my food because when he looked at it, he automatically remembered the lemon chicken from the last time. its basically dried up chicken with some lemon-ey sauce on the side. crap ass shit. and the waiter warned me about it too. he suggested something better but i said no thank you. and j told him that i liked lemons. but i think the cake made up for everything. the waiter came out with all 24 candles lit right when bles was powdering her nose. and she looked really surprised. and happy. and thats all i wanted to see. and lou yelled out, "what's up with that cake? who picked those colors?" and he shut up as soon as he ate it because that cake was really, really, really good. yellow cake with chocolate mousse filing and fudge as the icing. and it said "happy 24th birthday bles" i didnt realize how important cakes were until kat stressed it last year about not getting a cake and then this year when j surprised me with a cake on my birthday. i really dont know what it is. i wanted a really pretty cake for my birthday dinner - somehow, somewhere, i got this idea to want sparklers on my cake. i remember one time when a bunch of us at at 'first,' someone had a birthday cake and i remember it being the prettiest cake i had ever seen. cakes really make a person feel special. NO MATTER HOW UGLY THEY ARE. and afterwards we all had to read our fortunes, and j and i were cracking up on ours. mine: you need to put in more time for romance. j's: you will experience a night of sweet torture. when i got home it was a sauna in my room and i desperately needed a fan. so i dug around in the basement and found this fancy looking bionic oscillating mumbo jumbo thing from sharper image. its one of those slim, tall and long fans. anyway, there was some assembling to be done which required the assistance of a phillips screwdriver. but i only had a flat head in my room and i was too lazy to go to my car and get my trusty little toolbox. and there was one stubborn screw that wouldnt budge and in my frustration i ended up stripping the bolt. i spent about an hour trying to unscrew that thing. finally i got the phillips and wouldnt you know it, 5 seconds was all it took. i deserved that. for being so damn lazy. 12:31 PM

Thursday, April 18, 2002 grrrr....argh i have been in the worst of moods the last couple of days. i dont know if aunt flo is accountable or this insanely hot weather, but my negativity is even pissing me off now. i dont know why i am acting and feeling the way that i do, but this is getting out of control. i did one of my classic moves yesterday. the whole nonchalant/walk away act. what my problem was, i have no idea. but i felt so bad afterwards. i realized, which i should have a long time ago, that i have a problem when it comes to confrontation or resolutions. i have this tendency to just shut down and i end up hurting the people i love the most. i act as if nothing is the matter when i know full well that whatever is bothering me is about to explode out of my head. and then when i finally do express any sort of emotion, its too late. at this point, all i want to do is get away. why am i always running away? 11:25 AM

Wednesday, April 17, 2002 you gotta love him i promise i will write more tomorrow...but i just wanted you to have something to read for the morning. i received a request "for the love of god" to update my journal entry. sorry its been a while. weather is slowing me down. many things of unimportance not happening. brain malfunction. but i just wanted to say that i thoroughly appreciated our conversation yesterday, as short as it was...because i missed your ghetto ass! its nice to know that people actually find enjoyment from the inane happenings i choose to write about. as we speak i should have been showered and out the door, but i have procrastinated way too long and i must depart. 5:25 PM

Friday, April 12, 2002 you gotta love her i just read something pretty damn funny....and i thought i would return the favor by showing you how much i know. ten things michelle probably cant stand about you 1. driving under the north bergen sign on 1&9. 2. 'dickhead' and 'dildo' 3. telling her to "shake it off" or "relax" 4. sounding too eager and enthusiastic when hanging up on her 5. i dare you to rub her back while she's upset or vomit-ey. 6. stupid people & bad spellers 7. asking her current boyfriend if your ass looks too big in the jeans youre wearing 8. singing the lyrics of 'somebody' to her all low and breathy 9. people who steal her 'steez.' (and yes i put the period in the quotation mark just to piss you off) 10. this no mas. anyway....tonight i am going to spend a quiet night at home. why doesnt anyone believe me? i will be cooking spaghetti with meat sauce - a recipe that i learned from michelle (who by the way, does not appreciate mushrooms in her spaghetti) and a mediterranean greek salad. i will rent a movie and spend quality time at home. 2:13 PM

Thursday, April 11, 2002 huh? so i messed up yesterday...playing around too much with the templates. ended up centering everything. dont know how i did that. and then 'comment' ended up centering as well. dont know how i did that either. tried for a solid 20 minutes to try to figure out what the problem was, but to no avail. i left it like that last night because it was annoying me too much. so i ended up chucking the whole thing this morning. been in a somewhat cranky mood. had it through yesterday afternoon and woke up with it this morning. was supposed to go to the gym early this morning. did that happen? noooo. slept right through the alarm. crap. last night was spent catching up on tv shows i havent watched in so long. why did dawson and jenn break up? why does joey like charlie all of a sudden? when did ben cheat on felicity? why is felicity straightening her hair now? nothing even barely interesting to note. 1:48 PM

Wednesday, April 10, 2002 this is for you, my dear its a beautiful day outside. i just spent the last twenty minutes walking up and down the driveway because it was so nice outside. its so nice i am liable to run outside today. we'll see. just to let you know, we found the lady. she ended up at the library. how about that? i also got rid of the flashing stuff that you were complaining about. anything for you. you can actually comment where it says comment. you learn something new everyday. 1:18 PM

he loves me more than chocolate! i want a lomo kompact automat camera! and it is the 9th, dammit! NO MAS! NO MAS! chart house has the most adorable soup bowls. they are these tin/ore/steel/metal pots with a lid and a little handle. i took j there on a recommendation that the chocolate lava cake was the best ever. which i have to agree whole heartedly with. and the view of the skyline was another plus. on the whole i thought it was fancy. i used my joycam for the first time yesterday. j got a kick out of how ugly and misshapen it actually was. he was afraid to fall asleep because he knew i would do something mean like take a picture of him. which i didnt. just because i was sleepy and i didnt feel like it. but believe you me, i will. 9:27 AM

Monday, April 08, 2002 tomorrow tomorrow i love you tomorrow youre only a day away 2:27 PM

Saturday, April 06, 2002 what am i waiting for? i am always looking forward to something. never really thinking about where i am at the present moment. not really grasping what i have now. just daydreaming about things that are going to happen, might happen...might never happen. i can feel time passing me by so quickly and i am still where i was six years ago. not really growing. not really going anywhere. somehow i just let things be...got really lazy and started procrastinating living. hmmm. so what am i waiting for? i can keep choosing to let life just happen for me or i can actually start doing something. the question is, how do i start doing something new when ive accustomed myself to this passivity? when did i become so damn lazy? ehh. im feeling sorry for myself again. i just have to keep reminding myself of every wonderful thing in my life. and just because i am not doing anything now, doesnt mean that i'm wasting something. directly or indirectly, i know i am making a difference. no matter how big or small...shame on you, for wallowing. what a wacko i am. tonight i will regress once more. and forget about this philosophical mumbo-jumbo for one more day. have fun with friends i havent had fun with in a while. and then tomorrow, i will wake up with one less hour of sleep and i will do something. i promise. 12:08 PM

Thursday, April 04, 2002 i am not a morning person i am a horrible person to have to wake up. a thousand apologies to michelle, bles and jenn for putting up with me in college. i now realize the extent of my grouchiness. first of all, i will ignore you if you try to wake me up. never mind the fact that i begged you to wake me up at such and such a time and whatever you have to do to get me up is permissable. i will even give you attitude in my sleep while you are trying to wake me up. i am not ashamed to use physical violence in order to keep sleeping. i have no conscience in deep slumber. i can hear you. yes. i can. i choose to ignore the sounds until they go away. i am very good at it. try me. i had this alarm clock all throughout college. it had to be the most annoying sound in the world. two cactuses screaming, "hey, hey dont wake up! sleep! manana! manana!" all the while this mariachi tune is blasting off in the background. i would set this alarm every day, and every day i would ignore its call...sometimes incorporating it into my dreams. yes, i set the alarm, but i would never wake up to it. someone else usually ended up turning it off. now i realize how much worse i am. j is always in the best of moods when he wakes up. he is the sweetest. always hugging and kissing me and telling me nice things like 'good morning' and 'i love you.' very good boyfriend-y things to do. me, on the other hand, i choose to grunt and ignore him as he tries to kiss me. i shoot him dirty looks when i squint at him and see him smiling back. on the drive back home this morning, i realized how mean i was. but mornings are not my friend. i love to sleep. love love love to sleep. if it was socially acceptable to sleep 23 hours of the day, i would do it. even when i have a full nights sleep, i still get up moody as hell. ah, fooey. 2:34 PM

food, glorious food... another birthday dinner last night. iberia in newark. happy birthday april. didnt have to drive. thanks michelle. didnt have to pay. thanks michelle, j & ronnie. discrepancies with the bill and then people overpaying and then me paying last with michelle handling the bill. that's how i got a free meal. j ate a cow yesterday. he had rodizio and the boy just kept stuffing meat down his throat. by the end of the night, he was 7 months pregnant. i had steak yesterday. havent had steak in a really long time but michelle and i were going to split a meal and she doesnt like swordfish and we couldnt pick a chicken. so filet mignon it was. to me, steak only tastes good when you drench it in A1 sauce. i dont think steak alone tastes any good. 11:55 AM

Tuesday, April 02, 2002 the fruition of naught if i had a restaurant i would call it 'the chocolate bar' even though i dont really care for chocolate. its a slight play on words...not really, though. its going to be a bar/restaurant hence the bar part of the name...but its also like a candy bar. and everyone will come to my chocolate bar because its name is so damn cute. have nothing interesting to note. unless you want to hear my plans for the week. have to get jeans hemmed. today. newport probably. which means forever 21. heehee. have to go to the gym today. i am starting a new regimen. not really new, but its the self challenge. cardio 3-4x a week, 40 minutes; strength training 2x a week, 20 minutes; and i am supposed to stretch. which i should do, but after running for so damn long, i am just too beat. i am supposed to be eating healthier too, but who can pass up oatmeal raisin cookies? I have to go to the bookstore. there is a book i want to get: Eat Mangoes Naked: Finding Pleasure Everywhere and dancing with the pits. just sounds so cute. i like the word parsimonious. i like it when people start there sentences with, "so i was thinking...." i shut off my phone halfway home from j's house on saturday. just wanted to listen to the music really loud without worrying about hearing the ring...plus, the weather was so beautiful... i'm thinking i should shut my phone off more while driving. i have to get my car washed. i have to clean the inside. i have to fix the brake light. i have to get the service recall thing checked out. i have to go back so they can change the pollen filter thingee. shit, its already april. time really does fly by. 1:09 PM

Monday, April 01, 2002 it must be my lucky day! why oh why oh why? why did i choose to go out on saturday? please someone, enlighten me? i'd like to know. spent the first half of the day in good spirits from finding a great pair of seven jeans (yipee) to eating dinner with bles and myra. felt bad for bles...she was circling soho forever just to find parking. and i wanted to eat outside, but by the time she found parking it was getting a little too cold for outdoor dining. we ate at some anonymous italian restaurant. funny conversation about boys of course. "she's got a kia on her finger!"...ah, you had to be there. and then we go back to bles' to get ready for the night's festivities. another going away jeru party. courtesy of joyce. obecali's. i should have known. jeru and joyce picked up bles, j and me. met up with lou's boys. walked downstairs and who is the first person that i see? lo and behold its exboyfriend #5 who has put up the current embargo of me. and a whole bunch of his friends. i whisper in j's ear that ex is here and his eyes light up. you see, j loves these kinds of situations. he just thrives in them. this is what gives him thrills. me on the other hand, i tend to crumble...i cant handle the constant eyeballing and the dirty looks. its aggravating and i dont like the drama. so i stand there holding on to j for dear life with my face just pressed into his sweater so that i dont have to look at anything or anyone. ooh, there he goes, just made eye contact with ex. oh, there he goes again....gave me the squint eye. asked j if we could sit down. maybe i'd be more inconspicuous there. sat there for a good 15 minutes unnoticed. j asked if i was ok...i told him that i felt uncomfortable. i already wanted to tell joyce i wanted to go home. then from the distance i see bles talking to ex. which i dont mind at all. i am not leading any boycotts against him. i have absolutely nothing against him. i fucked up on that one, not him. i am the bad guy, blah, blah, blah. anyway, she leads him over to where i am sitting and he starts saying hello to all of our friends sitting around us and he gives me a wave hello. which i thought was really nice of him, considering the fact that he told me he was never going to speak to me again. which was why i was making it a point not to say anything to him. oh well. j asked me if i missed him and as he was asking me, guess who just happens to walk by. his ex. beautiful. gorgeous. wish you were here. we both started laughing at this point. this must be my lucky day. it was just like every single person that i did not want to see happened to show up that night. and i usually try to steer clear of these kinds of parties which is why i am very disappointed in myself. had to put up with three or four hours of that bullshit and then they tell me that they want to go to sound factory. the whole time j and i are both telling each other over and over again "we should have just stayed home tonight" so i gave a 5 minute attitude...but then i just felt bad, because its not my night. it was jeru's night and if he still wanted to go out, who was i to say no. as we were leaving the club joyce and jeru got into some screaming fit match in the car and j, bles and i had to wait on the corner until we thought the smoke had cleared. that was another half and hour. and then the whole daylight saving time debacle. bles swore it was daylight savings time sunday which meant we had to turn our clocks back on saturday 2am. the whole time, it was 345 we thought it was 445. and then we started stressing about getting up in time for church on sunday. we go to 69 in chinatown and we ask all the waiters if it is daylight savings time but no one seems to know. and bles is swearing up and down that it is. meanwhile, the girl is processing in and out of the bathroom chonking everything she had put in her mouth previously. lou was saying that our cell phones would have automatically changed. joyce calls the 411 operator to find out if it is, and they say its not but bles is still claiming that it is. when they dropped j and i off, he turned on the television to check and the time hadnt changed. we looked at the calendars. nothing. next day, bles calls me up and she is still saying its daylight savings time. until she takes another look at her calendar. daylight savings time. yes. in the united kingdom. easter was very nice. went to church with j. crammed like sardines by the edge of the door with it wide open with people. all the cold air from outside was rushing in and there was some guy next to us holding a baby. some people.... i parallel parked into some spot and when we left church two cars had double parked their cars so i couldnt get out. and j and i had to leave for oldbridge. so he told me to climb the sidewalk. and i did! go me. and i avoided a pile of shit as well. it actually felt like a holiday. i guess because it was so familial there. and everyone just seemed so happy it was easter. or was that my imagination? i guess its because my family isnt really big with the big group parties and those types of celebrations. we usually go to someone's house, which is hardly ever anymore, or we watch a movie. on the whole, i think sunday more than made up for saturday. happy april fools today people. 12:33 PM