Memoirs of the Angst-Bitch

Yesterday was possibly the best Thanksgiving ever. I spent it away from my outside family, watching my father and my brother attempt to dance to Wii's version of "Eye of the Tiger," "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" and other terrible things. Then I ruined my brother's world by telling him what "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" is really about. I so enjoyed being able to drive home without someone who was drunk, as usually happens at the family parties. I also enjoyed avoiding a day of relatives asking me why I'm not dating yet and when I'm going to get a "real" job. Also, the fact that they are probably all Tea Partiers now. But the food was delicious, although I miss our family's classic oyster stuffing. I did not dance, but I did pull a muscle in my side playing Wii tennis, continuing my tradition of injuring myself every time I touch the Wii.

Oh and I have a goodreads if you absolutely must know what I'm reading. I'm probably going to be reading "The Lost Hero" next in my queue, but feel free to make recommendations based on what I read and I'll looking into adding them.