For the first time in 18 weeks, I finally slept in today. I actually slept until 1 in the afternoon, which is pretty disgusting and means I just wasted most of today, but it was worth it. I've basically slept at 2AM and waken up at 7AM and 8AM this past semester, so it feels good to wake up late. I'm finally done with finals, and home in San Francisco. It was a tough week of finals, something that I've never experienced before. It was pretty crazy, the library gets pretty packed and it becomes hard to find a good seat (I hate sitting next to people. There was this one a-hole who kept tapping his foot and hitting the table with his eraser because he was listening to his MP3 player while studying, so he didn't realize how loud he was, so I just got up and left. Everybody was looking at the jerk because he was hecka loud). Anyway, I'm just glad to be done. There were nights before my finals where I just slept in my clothes so I don't have to waste time and energy changing when I get up. That's pretty slothful but I guess it worked for me. Plus I have to find my special chairs in the library, because certain chairs give better karma than others. Any library spot where I got a good grade before is money, so I get pretty picky. Never before have I felt such a huge burden lifted off my shoulders having completed finals. My Stats final was the hardest test I had ever taken and it was the most pressure filled test so far since I've been in school (50% of my grade and going up against a bunch of people going to Haas Business School. It makes the other 17 weeks of school seem insignificant), but I guess I somehow came out of it alive with God's help, because there's no way I could've done it alone. I celebrated my completion of finals by sitting alone on a bench in front of the Dwinelle building and eating cup of Ben & Jerry's ice cream.

I was up until 2AM last night watching the Nip/Tuck season finale. I got sucked in watching that show when I saw the last few episodes last season where The Carver goes around hacking away at people's faces. I must say, last night's episode was pretty intense. I did see this season's season premiere but was turned off by all the provocativeness. But I had to find out who The Carver was last night.

By the way, for those of you on the fence, let me lean you to one side: Steve Finley is a punk. I'm still not going to like him. Let me remind you he didn't want to come to the Giants for his ENTIRE career. He had so many chances to sign here but instead chose San Diego, L.A., and Anaheim. Now he says it's a dream come true to come to San Francisco. Wow, he sure never said that when he signed his contract with the Angels last winter after the Giants actively pursued him. Just because you wear a Giants uniform doesn't make you a real Giant (you can also fill in the name Steve Finley with Ricky Ledee or Jeff Kent in the paragraph above).

I finally started my Christmas shopping yesterday at Stonestown. Need to write a few cards later today (I'm going to use up the last of my "Dexter" cards I found in the CBC basement. But basically I'm just going to relax these next few weeks, maybe hang out with friends, play some guitar, draw, eBay, you know, the usual. My dad got really sick on Sunday so I'm going to stay home tonight to make sure he's ok. I haven't seen him this sick in a long time. My parents were planning to go to the Christmas concert but they both got sick. The concert ended up being pretty fun, and I think everyone did a good job, despite the previous rehersals being subpar in my opinion. I was standpartners with Ben. Since Ben is about 6'12'', he raised the music stand for our music super high, so I actually had to look up while playing my violin. I guess I just need to grow.

We still have our mini Christmas concert this Sunday. Nathan said the "string quartet" will be playing next week. That's an incorrect statement, because I was recruited this year, making it a "String Quintet." I feel like the forgotten 5th member of the group, sort of like Howie D from the Backstreet Boys or Chris of NSYNC. Everyone just remembers Nick, AJ, or Justin. Well I hate to break it to you, but Howie and Chris are members too.

Guess it's a sign I'm finally growing up, but I realize that Christmas means different things to me as the years go by. Before, it was a time where I could get many gifts and get the new toys I wanted. But now I don't need any of that stuff. my dad asked me what I wanted for Christmas, and I really meant it when I said that I didn't need anything. Besides the occasional Todd Fuller trading card or John Mayer cd, I guess I can get by.

Well, that's about it for me. Hope everyone has a good time with their family and friends. I'll be around if you're ever bored. I guess that's my goal, to spend my vacation with those who want me to be a part of theirs, because there's no better feeling than being wanted. It's been a pretty busy 2005. Merry Christmas.