The day after Thanksgiving means a) I get to eat breakfast at 1:30 PM; and b) it is totally acceptable for said breakfast to consist solely of apple pie.
I'm in Weymouth, MA with Dan's family for the break. It's nice. I do miss being with my family, though; as pleasant as dinner was here, I just keep comparing the way they do things to the way my family does things, and my family just does everything better. Is that awful?
Later today we are apparently hanging out with a friend of Dan's who he used to date and is likely to date in the future. It's weird. I know I said I'm over my thing for Dan, and I am, mostly, but there's still a part of me that is just determined to not like this girl. It doesn't help her case that she went out shopping at like 5 this morning for Black Friday, either. Sorry, but I immediately lose respect for people who participate in that mess. Whatevs. I'm sure she's a nice girl, but I'm just going to guess right now that we will never be besties.
I'm hoping we can go into Boston today. I haven't spent much time there at all, but I think I really like Boston. Perhaps I should investigate further. First I should have more pie.
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