11:04 p.m.
I went to bed around 10:30, but my mom and sister got back from my sister's company party and woke everyone up when they pulled into the drive way.
My sister ran up the stairs and ran to my parents room where my dad lay reading a the National Geograhic. She announced to him that she had just won a Dvd player and a cordless phone at the party. My father had a shocked, confounded look on his face -my father had also boughten a dvd player, only as a "gift for my family" for christmas- and looked furtively at the closet doors. He had payed two or three hundred dollars for one for everyone and my sister gotten one for herself for free. The way the world works confounds me.
10:11 p.m.
The phone rang several time tonight. I picked it up, but noone was on the other end. Each time, i picked up the phone and all i heard was silence. The silence was like death. It was depressing. Why do telemarketers call five people and then only talk to the first one who picks up the phone? It's like a reverse race where the winner gets beaten up for being first. It's stituations like that that makes me glad i'm slower than cold molasses. Being lazy apparently has it's advantages. oh well, least i didn't have to talk to anyone:)