So Thanksgiving's like over. What the crap. Soon, it'll be Christmas, then New Years, then my birthday (January 17th...*ahem*....), then Valentine's Day, then Easter, then....GRADUATION. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Okay, so it's time to ask the essential questions now. Number one: who am I really? Number two: am I good at anything aside from whining? Number three: how will I make enough money to buy all those snooty North Fulton County things that I desire for myself? So if anyone knows the answer to any of these questions, please let me know. I need some clarity in my life.

This past Saturday, John, Billy, Kimberly, Barbara, Dorothy, Miles, Amanda, Mike, Andrew and I went on a safari in Tiffany's grandmother's basement. While there, Barbara and Andrew went hunting for the mysterious "chocolate mousse thingie in a goblet," but it was never found...although, Barb just about passed out from the plate of strawberries next to chocolate fondue. Anyways, it was a jolly good time...the usual stuff, really...except John didn't hit on any under aged hotties (though there were plenty of under aged girls there), but he did go home with a really drunk, old man. BRILLIANT.