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Saturday, December 25, 2004


   Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas everyone!!

Haha, today was sooo GREAT! I woke up around 6:30 and i ran downstairs. My dad and my sister were already awake, but my mom was still sleeping. My dad wanted me to wait for mom to wake up, but i couldnt. I opened up my presents. I got exactly what i wanted, plus one. I got Soul Calibur II and Metriod Prime 2: Echoes for the Gamecube. Not only that, but i got a really nice Thermos mug from my sister. I did tell her months ago that i wanted one, but i never thought that she would remember it. I was really happy with all my presents.

I played with Soul Calibur II for hours. I just put it down a few minutes ago to type this up. I beat the game in only a few hours, but i havent unlocked everything yet. Its insanly hard, but very short. I also played Metriod 2 for a few minutes. That game is going to take a bit more time to beat. Its really hard and slow paced. Its going to be tough, but i think i can do it.

At 1:00, i had my moms great Christmas dinner. We had a large ham, yams, red cabbage (which my dad loves), spinish salad (which my mom loves),some very good freshly baked bread and root beer. It was all very good. After that, i had a peice of my moms Rasberry pie. It was the best pie ever. After that, i took a nice two hour nap. I woke up and started playing my video games again. That was the last thing i did before coming on the computer and typing this up.

I had a really great Christmas. I hope you and your family did too.


Here is todays poem:


Twas the Night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"


And as Tiny Tim observed....

God bless us, everyone!

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