Tasty

LOL. My aunt keeps stealing my dog when I'm not looking and scaring the crap out of me. I thought he might have ran into the bathroom and started to panic until I went to my aunt and saw her giggling and petting him. I should have known since he's a good dog and doesn't go anywhere without approval. He really likes her for some reason. Recently, I have this tendency to want to pet everything. This may be because I haven't had much human interaction. I was with my friend today and I almost pet her head until I realized what I was doing, laughed at myself, and pet her anyway. She didn't even respond because she said it's normal for me to do random things like that.

We went to this new tea place and got a giant green tea toast thing (I'm sure it has a more elegant name) because that's what you do when you get old: go around trying new cafes and drinking tea to be classy. It looks good right? It's impossible to finish this by yourself, so bring a friend. We couldn't even finish it. It's called Sweetea Cafe, or something with an equally cheesy tea pun, located in a remote area where from the outside looks like murders and body dumping occur, but the atmosphere inside is rather elegant and screams Beverly Hills $10 for a cup of tea the size of a shot glass (it's only $9.99, don't worry--just kidding it's decently priced). It's worth a visit if you're in the area.

Well, I'm heading back to school tomorrow, but I'm coming back down on Christmas. I was warned against driving on the 24th due to all of the drunkards. Valid reasoning. What a waste of gas, but you've got to do what you've got to do. Anyway, let's hang out before the 26th. That's when I'm getting sliced open. I figure after that I'll be on my death bed for at least a week. Darn. Happy holidays, right?