Ah, home sweet home! I haven't been feeling very Christmassy, actually not Christmassy at all. The mono just had me wiped in terms of energy and it's hard to get into the Christmas mood when you're stressed over exams. So aftermath of that is that I'm stuck writing about cocaine now. Had a longgg drive with Kelly, yes the fish survived. The same night I got home, Josh called me drunk and trying to get me to tell him that I love him. He's done this type of thing before, I call it drunken rambling. I refuse to deal with him when he's like that, which just pisses him off in his drunken state. So I hung up on him. I don't deserve that on the first night that I get home, it's not fair to me. I'd love to discuss the matter with him when he's level-headed. So I basically haven't talked to him since. I don't live here anymore, I don't need to deal with that. Ah well. Oh, in other news, Chris and I might live together next year. Still have to figure things out, but I think it just boils down to the fact that I really do enjoy him. He's just a "good" person and I'm happy with him even when we're doing absolutely nothing.