The 50's List

So back in October, oh the lovely month of October, I was given a list. What kind of list the reader might ask the mighty (hee hee) blogger, and the blogger shall tell you. It is a list of 50 books. The list was given to me for my birthday because I had asked someone their top 100 books. Thinking that 100 is outrageous, he gave me 50. And for some reason, I hadn't looked over the list until, well, now. And on this list, how many have I read? 4. 4!!! Seriously? That is a HORRIBLE number. So what does all of this mean? Oh! Glad you asked! It means that I have made a New Year's Resolution. Oh the dreaded failed resolutions. Funny how I still don't have abs even though it's been my resolution since... 9th grade? Hah. But this type of resolution is to better my mind, not my body, and that's why I think it'll work. With school out the window (yes, I still have one class, and no, I won't have the money by January.... read Damn, you'll realize where my money has gone) I have lots of free time to read and, hopefully, work on my novel once again. That bad boy is comin along and I need to have my mind ready to go if I ever plan to get that thing out to breath. And since you can't rely on anyone to help you out, it's gotta be you and you alone.

Now this list is very daunting. It's not little easy peasey books, but monstrosities! Thank God I've already read Moby Dick. Check. Also To Kill A Mockingbird, Huck Finn, and Frankenstein are off the list, but my God, number 1 is Les Mis. See you next year. That thing will take me forever! Oye.

I'm thinking that every time I finish a book, I will post my thoughts on this here blog. Might as well pass my knowledge forth to all you readers. I'm not sure that sentence made sense. Maybe I can correct it once I've read all these books. :) Anyway...

Christmas is upon us and it's looking like a good one. My family is throwing a small and intimate get-together. Yes, you can put your eyes back inside your head. No, hell did not freeze over, and yes, I'm hanging out with my family instead of watching reruns on Hulu and eating Spaghettios. I'm not sure what came upon my mom to want to do something, but it might be kind of nice. Except this whole present thing. Look, I've never been instilled to buy my family presents. We never hang out and I've never had a ton of money to waste on hankies for my dad (seriously, who still uses those?) and yet another horse thing for my mom? But now that there is a full fledged event, gifts are necessary. For everyone. Holly, mom, dad, Andrew, Justin, Dusty, Olivia, and the girls. Eek! What do I even BUY these people? I mean my sister is easy. I have a constant list for her going on. Who knows. I've gotten some ideas, but the rest will be grabbed at the last second and crappy wrapping to match.

Now I have a secret. I've been keeping it from you this whole time. I should have started with it, but then the secret would have been out and none of my writing would have mattered. You wouldn't of been able to focus on anything and then this blog would have been wasted! Are you excited to learn my secret? YOU SHOULD BE! I.... am.... getting.... sidetracked! Hahahahahaha. did you think it was going to be that I was going to get married? Nope. Not even kind of. (well maybe someday!) I was originally cleaning my dump of a room, but then I found the list and decided to write a blog. So sorry, that was it. I hyped you for nothing. So settle, take a bath, let the excitement roll of your shoulders. I'm going to clean and try to continue to be productive.

Love