Another Christmas has arrived. Everyone I know here in Clemson has gone home to be with their families. I'm here because I just didn't have the money to make the 5 hour drive, plus my car still hasn't been fixed. So another Christmas passes, and I'm alone. I managed to make it to the grocery store today before it closed, and here's the feast planned for tomorrow.
~Bilo beefaroni (the big can!)
~some renegade cacciatore that was hiding in the back of the freezer
~rice
~Dr. Bob to drink
~and for dessert I got some pumkin pie.

Tomorrow is laundry day, which should take awhile to do. Might also clean up the house.
I'm thankful for the things I have, and could be doing a lot worse.
At least I still have Jasmine, she's everything I could ever hope for.

At least I got Captain Morgan to stop by. Maybe he'll help take the edge off.

Merry Christmas.