It's pretty much an ice slick from here down to where my car is parked, so the gift certificate and holiday cash burning a hole in my pocket will apparently continue to burn a hole in my pocket until tomorrow. Faaaabulous.
It also continues to be the Christmas of Missing Presents, as Christmas Eve my great-uncle lost one of the gift certificates he got in our game room and my mom just called to ask if I'd seen the digital sunglasses she gave my brother or the bracelet she gave me. It turned out that she forgot to wrap the both of them in the first place and now she's all upset because of that and I had to spend five minutes reminding her that this year sucked and was a great big ball of stress and it's almost over, thank fuck, and 2010 can only get better unless the phrase "radioactively-mutated naked mole rat apocalypse" comes into play.
I haven't been able to sit down and make Yuletide recs, but I have read a few stories I want to rec and I've got them bookmarked until I can get a chance to settle in and list them. (Currently, I'm just totally happy that the three recipients I wrote for were thrilled with what they got. YAY!) It would probably help if I, you know, stopped staring out the window all, I WANNA GO SHOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIING. I get to go buy clothes! Sure, it's pants for work at Salvation Army, but still.
Also, quick question: am I the only one who has zero desire to see Avatar? Seriously, I didn't particularly want to go see it on opening weekend and my apathy's only grown since then. I'd rather just splurge on a copy of Star Trek and watch that repeatedly instead.
It also continues to be the Christmas of Missing Presents, as Christmas Eve my great-uncle lost one of the gift certificates he got in our game room and my mom just called to ask if I'd seen the digital sunglasses she gave my brother or the bracelet she gave me. It turned out that she forgot to wrap the both of them in the first place and now she's all upset because of that and I had to spend five minutes reminding her that this year sucked and was a great big ball of stress and it's almost over, thank fuck, and 2010 can only get better unless the phrase "radioactively-mutated naked mole rat apocalypse" comes into play.
I haven't been able to sit down and make Yuletide recs, but I have read a few stories I want to rec and I've got them bookmarked until I can get a chance to settle in and list them. (Currently, I'm just totally happy that the three recipients I wrote for were thrilled with what they got. YAY!) It would probably help if I, you know, stopped staring out the window all, I WANNA GO SHOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIING. I get to go buy clothes! Sure, it's pants for work at Salvation Army, but still.
Also, quick question: am I the only one who has zero desire to see Avatar? Seriously, I didn't particularly want to go see it on opening weekend and my apathy's only grown since then. I'd rather just splurge on a copy of Star Trek and watch that repeatedly instead.