If you want my body, and you think I’m sexy…

I told my mom numerous times not to get me a hoodie. She was even about to order one a week or two ago, online. I told her not to buy me one. Because I wanted to pick it out myself. It may be anal-retentive, but when I buy something like a hoodie, it’s one of those one items that I’m going to use constantly. Shirts get changed a lot. Pants, to a lesser degree. (Nevermind how I wear them for weeks on end.) But my hoodie? I wore my last hoodie almost non-stop for months on end, occasionally washing it and then putting it back on. So I understand the kind of use my hoodies get. Thus, when I get a hoodie, it better be a hoodie I WANT.

This Nintendo hoodie has actually grown on me. It’s red. Um. I’ve seen them sold in JCPenney; I got this one at Target. All my past hoodies have had a zipper in the front. This is a pull-over. When I acquired this hoodie, I did not intend for it to be a replacement hoodie. But given the frequency of wear, it could be a replacement.

My dad got me a hoodie. Big enough, cotton thermal. Just one thing irks me. It’s gray. Call me ungrateful, but I want a red hoodie. Or at least black. Not gray. I’m sorry. Being as calm as possible, I told my dad to just give me the receipt and I’d see if I could exchange it. We’re at least civil like that. Funny thing is, my dad actually said to me, “Why didn’t you say you wanted it in red?” …I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve told my mom I wanted a red thermal hoodie. *rolls eyes* And they wonder why I just tell them not to get me anything.

I’m happy. It’s funny, when you are happy, you usually neglect to mention so. When I was little, we used to do all the tree-decorating. A real tree. It irked the fuck out of me how Paige doesn’t do real trees. ..I just don’t get it. I’ve seen her tree, it looks.. well, fake. I need to freeze my ass off and buy a real tree. And let the pine scent fill the house. Don’t give me that “Oh, you can buy pine scent!” I WANT A REAL TREE.

We used to do the gift-giving in the morning. For the first time, we did it the night before. Mostly because of our odd schedules. Meaning, mostly because of my odd sleeping schedule. It’s… nice. I guess I just wanted to say that the farther away we get from pretending it will be like it used to be, the happier I am. It’ll never be like the way it was when I was a kid – that’s what used to depress me in years past.

..However, I still like cinnamon buns. *snickers* I haven’t bought gifts in years, but they still do it. I just keep my mouth shut and politely participate. My sister got me some Junior Mints. Dude, I haven’t had those in YEARS. Mmm, they’re GOOD!! They remind me of my former addiction to York Peppermint Patties. *purrs*

I’m playing through Zelda 64 with three hearts again. Again. I’ve beaten the game before with three hearts and no deaths. Since I’ve been-there-done-that, I’ve been less anal about him dying. I know most of the ins and outs of the game. It’s fun to beat the Spirit Temple before all others. (Well, short of the annoying Forest Temple, as you need Sheik to move her royal bum.) I’m just surprised at one thing: I can’t figure out what the trigger for learning the song to the Shadow Temple. I vaguely remember it now. Something about walking into the Kakariko Village and having something reek havoc and shit, then Sheik comes in and teaches you the song. Goddamnit, why can’t the hookshot pull you up over the fence? Shadow Temple is all I have left to do. I have everything else.

Paychecks will slowly roll in. Apparently, paychecks are biweekly. Oh well. My first you-deserve-it present to myself will definitely be a new computer. Whenever I get around to it. I could easily just keep waiting until the next curve of technology comes around. Or when this wave goes down to basement prices. We’ll see. Every couple months, my minimum requirements goes up.

I’m listening to the Night At The Roxbury soundtrack, again. It just fits my mood.

Addendum: I glanced at my good record on Zelda64. Apparently, I not only beat it with three hearts, but I also beat it with ONE BOTTLE. ..ONE BOTTLE?!!!! Holy shit. By the time you reach the end of the game, with three hearts, one hit and you’re DEAD. How the hell did I do that? Goddamn. I also neglected the double-defense, neglected the double-magic. … I’m thinking I had no life when I accomplished that.