I'm sitting in my room waiting for everyone to wake up so I can start breakfast without pissing anyone off...I'm sosososo hungry. But I know what I'm getting...a pair of Sevens and Laura Mercier makeup. I got my siblings a book of Chuck Norris jokes and a how-to-talk-to-zombies book with sounds and my dad a People of Walmart book. My mom is getting jewelry that I made her, mostly freshwater pearls. My roomie got me color changing nail polish (I have this obsession with weird nail polishes)...I had bought her a watch with a houndstooth face (huge Bama fan) but can't find it so I gotta buy her something else before I head home. Bleh.
That's pretty much it since SO wanted a specific book that relates to his art so I bought it and shipped it to his house so he can go ahead and use it. I'm pretty sure I'm getting a Waxing Poetic charm from him, but we're having a gift exchange (I also bought him a shirt from UO) around New Year's so I don't know until then. I'm pumped for those jeans, even though I'll have to have them tailored before I can wear them. Yet another pitfall of being short.
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