Christmas would be a wee bit better if it weren't also the first day of my period.

[apocalypsos]

OW, OW, OW, OW. Drugs had better kick in soon, or I'm going to be an even pissier bitch for Christmas dinner than I was for Christmas Eve.

So. I got clothes and pens and a teeny tiny digital camera and a new office chair (to replace the insomnia-curing fur-lined butterfly chair I usually sit in) and a new laptop bag and comments already on some of the four Yuletide fics that I wrote. SCORE.

Oh, man, my tummy. *whimpers*

EDIT: As I was trying to come up the stairs behind my brother, who was carrying the office chair he got and was trying to get one of the cats to move:

Bryan: He's like a Chinese guy in front of a tank.
Me: You just made a Tiananmen Square reference?!
Bryan: Yeah.
Me: Isn't that a bit outside your frame of reference?
Bryan: Yeah, that's right. I went there.

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*joins in the whole getting your period plus christmas sucks thing*