I was going to try to update everyday this year, but I’ve missed days. I guess that’s out of the question. New Year’s Eve went well. I had to work (blech) but I did end up driving out to Ebensburg and then Johnstown for the celebration. Its a tradition - coathaning at a far away Eat N’Park to bring in the new year. Most of the time it was at Weirton, but this year Johnstown. I think we’ll be going back to Weirton next year - Johnstown was a bit of a disappointment. I have pictures, which will most likely go up on Facebook…oh wait, I gave all the pics to Megan so they area already up there. I told them at the New Years Eve “party” that all I wanted was for Terry to leave me alone at the banquet. I didn’t want him to have to not come or me to have to not come, I just wanted him to leave me alone. I thought I was safe because he was over a half hour late. I guess several people talked to him because he didn’t bug me. He talked to the people around me, which didn’t go all that well since they know he was to leave me alone and aren’t too pleased with him anyways. I had fun, took pictures, and lost one of my gloves. I love those gloves - thinsulate driving gloves that were pretty darn warm. I’ve got some old leather ones that mom had but its just not the same. So the day after New Year’s Day I’m at work and low and behold I get an email. From Terry. Telling me that I looked good even with the short hair and thanking me for not letting him go to the NYE thing because I didn’t want him there. *shrug* This was news to me since no one I know had said anything to him about not coming out NYE. I’m sure they certainly would have mentioned. Not to mention that he doesn’t have transportation so I’m not sure how he thought he was going to get there anyways. So I emailed him back told him he was welcome and that I appreciated him leaving me alone and wish he would continue to do so even in email. An hour or so later I get a reply stating that I was astoundingly immature (and amazingly enough he spelled astounding and immature correctly) and that I look like “a dyke with my hair short”. Terry’s theory is that all women with short hair are lesbians. So much for me looking nice, eh? But that was my last day with Coventry so he will no longer be able to harrass me by email. Woohoo! I survived my bus trip the next morning. Luckily a nice lady named Eve helped me. She even was able to tell me how to get to the building I was going to. Luckily I decided not to spend the day in the city because I came home and promptly got sick. The flu. Blech. Why is it every time I get a flu shot, I get the flu? And the years I don’t get the flu shot, I do? *shakes head* So I spent all yesterday feeling horrible. And most of today sleeping. My stomach still isn’t very happy with me right now and I’m feeling like I need some water. Actually, I want a coke icee. I like coke icees. My mommy got me one last night when I was sick and I was able to keep it down. First thing all day. Mommies are very good to have around. But more about life tomorrow. I’m too tired to write any more tonight.

Merry Christmas to all. I hope you had a wonderful, happy holiday with those you love you.