Hmmm, Christmas eve is tomorrow night. For many people, Christmas celebration begins on Christmas Eve and Christmas day continues the celebration. The BART is sometimes full of people, and sometimes there are a few scattered people. There should be many people using the BART tomorrow, as it’s Christmas eve and people will be either doing last minute shopping or going to their final destinations for the weekend.

For me, Christmas will never come. Tomorrow, Christmas eve, I take the BART to the airport and then fly down to Orange County. Then in the morning, around 10 am on Christmas day, I’ll be driving down with a friend, back to San Francisco. I’ll stay here for another week or so, and then go back to Orange County. Until then, what should I do? Should I eat out today, or should I cook something myself? Should I go watch a movie in a theatre, or should I watch a movie on TV? Should I do something, or should I sleep?

It’s business as usual, the business of life. There are no set holidays; holidays come whenever there is time. Whether it be Monday or a Sunday, things happen whenever they can. I love my schedule. It’s really good, as this way, my schedule goes the way I want, and not the way some external factor wants it to go. Will such a schedule go on forever? I’m not sure, but so far, it’s been working out great in most cases.

I’ve been eating a lot of chocolate lately. 7-Eleven is nearby, and so is Andronico’s. The first one has a special: any 2 chocolates of any kind for $1.20, and the latter has premium brand chocolate at bargain prices. I’d been assuming for a while that Andronico’s is one of the cheaper grocery stores in the neighborhood, but I found out that it’s a ripoff in the eyes of many people when it comes to any grocery and normal prices. Berkeley Bowl is supposed to be the best, and seems to have a special occult following, but I’ve never walked in that direction [it's about a mile away] and I always keep saying “I’ll go there some other time.“I’ve had a lot of chocolate in the past few days, and I’m proud of it. I’ve spent more on chocolate since I’ve been here than I’ve spent on other food, normal food, or anything else.

I was walking back to my room last night, and along the way I got hungry, as usual. I stop by a bakery, which was mistake #1. Mistake # 2 was that I bought 6 donuts, including chocolate donuts, a big pack of bread and 7 small pretzel/donut combination sweet pieces, round in shape, about the size of golf balls. Mistake # 3 was that I ignored the golden rule of not buying things in a frenzy when one is hungry. Oh well, I can now easily say “I got chocolate and sugar in my veins, buddy!” Hmmm, that sounded totally weird.