Justine

In your love, my salvation lies

Took a train into town in the afternoon, with plans to get gifts for some loved ones in mind. I ended up buying myself a few tops, and caught Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Feels like I've made watching stupid movies alone a yearly thing now. I remember flaking on Val last year, because I had "something important to do". Looking back, I'm not sure why I thought watching Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium alone was something important to do. Anyway, I officially don't like Christmas shopping for loved ones. I might end up painting rocks for everyone this Christmas. There are a ton of things one can do with a painted rock.

Things you could do with a painted rock:
1) Use as paper weight
2) Confide in it
3) Throw at someone

All right, I know 3 things isn't exactly a ton of things. But..... I mean, I'm not done with the list.

Anyway, I parked myself in a bookshop because I had a half hour to kill before my movie. Came across this book called The Gift of Nothing by Patrick McDonnell. It had a lot of meaning. (Gave me a gift idea, too.) I think more recently, it's gotten challenging for a lot of people to just enjoy each other. Some of us lose ourselves in all the clutter, we forget our way back home- Which is where the heart is.

A quarter to 6 in the evening today, I decided that I don't want to eat anything for the next few days. But then, I made some calls. And then, I met some people. And then, I ate enough sushi for a family of 5. Where is my cool?

That's all. Goodnight!