Supercalifuckingwhatever

So movie night didn't go as planned. I'm not saying that in a bad way, just different. Instead of having the girls over (and yes, I know I sound 50 saying it like that), it was just Birte and Alex. Frag is sick and probably dying, though I hope not, and Molly is in San Francisco. Birte only stayed for one movie. So it wasn't much of a movie night...but we still had fun.

What I'm REALLY excited for, though, is BIG BEAR. We're leaving right after I get home for work (although I still need to pack...is that a problem?) and head up the mountain. It'll only take a couple hours, and I'll soon be in the cabin that I grew up going to almost every winter. I love that place. I'm happy just thinking about it. And it makes it even better that Alex is going with us. It would be perfect if Ava had a friend to keep her away from me, and if Molly was still coming, but I'm still incredibly excited. I can't forget the yellow sled.

My dad is picking up Alex on his way home from work. I hope it's nice and awkward. Hah. Actually it's kind of weird how much my parents seem to like Alex. Probably because he sucks up to them every chance he gets. He even laughs at my dad's stupid jokes. Or like when my dad puts a stool cushion on his head and thinks it's funny- Alex pretends it is too. Stupido. My mom REALLY likes him though. I don't know why, he's really not that great. Es chiste!!!

I love you...