you've RUINED christmas!!!
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phosfateChristmas pretty much as predicted here...
http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=17472034&nc=5 ...apart from the absence of Heather (off with the Rock Star and their new daughter, a Beagle) and Nick (Portland or something...one of the Coffee Towns), and little in the way of songs. Nieces got all giggly: "Say it, Annie! Say it!" "Oh, okay. YOU'VE RUINED CHRISTMAS! RUINED IT!!!" "Yay!" (They all do the midriff-and-platforms thing, and look eerily like those Internet Dollies you find on LJ icons.) Millie the Babe's Mom Kinda Dog continues her campaign to be World's Best Behaved Dog. Kathy, or possibly Cathy (I've only known her 35 years, I should really make an effort to learn her consonant) brought those cookies I like and sported alarming red Converse All-Stars. Practiced belching with Mikey and Donnie. Managed to block out the smell of Little Smokies, which Mom does in some kind of bottled sauce that always makes the house smell like blood.
Tree was fangirl's wet dream, since there's room for little else besides the Hallmark Star Trek ships (new this year, DS9 the size of a head of lettuce). Tree topper went missing again, so I attached Angel from the Classic X-Men boxed set to the top of the tree with a twist-tie.
Pressies: Box-O-Cheeses, swell Hello Kitty book, book on Medieval manuscripts, DS9 ornament, small box of Godiva, neat Fiestaware mug in Pepto Pink, rubber monster women, metal grasshopper ornament, assload of blank videotapes, The Pop-Up Book of Nightmares (cool!), keen gift cards, stuffed kitty cat. The cat's name is Babka.
Am alone in the office all week, since everybody's got vacation time they have to use or lose. No bodies = cold. Kind of a Christmas at Hogwards atmosphere, but without Ron or Hermione. Feh.
Next week the moratorium on layoffs ends (last time they fired somebody before Christmas, the guy killed himself - even worse, his family is sueing) and I find out if I'll still have a job a month from now. Note to self: make sure Valium scrip has been refilled.
http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=17472034&nc=5 ...apart from the absence of Heather (off with the Rock Star and their new daughter, a Beagle) and Nick (Portland or something...one of the Coffee Towns), and little in the way of songs. Nieces got all giggly: "Say it, Annie! Say it!" "Oh, okay. YOU'VE RUINED CHRISTMAS! RUINED IT!!!" "Yay!" (They all do the midriff-and-platforms thing, and look eerily like those Internet Dollies you find on LJ icons.) Millie the Babe's Mom Kinda Dog continues her campaign to be World's Best Behaved Dog. Kathy, or possibly Cathy (I've only known her 35 years, I should really make an effort to learn her consonant) brought those cookies I like and sported alarming red Converse All-Stars. Practiced belching with Mikey and Donnie. Managed to block out the smell of Little Smokies, which Mom does in some kind of bottled sauce that always makes the house smell like blood.
Tree was fangirl's wet dream, since there's room for little else besides the Hallmark Star Trek ships (new this year, DS9 the size of a head of lettuce). Tree topper went missing again, so I attached Angel from the Classic X-Men boxed set to the top of the tree with a twist-tie.
Pressies: Box-O-Cheeses, swell Hello Kitty book, book on Medieval manuscripts, DS9 ornament, small box of Godiva, neat Fiestaware mug in Pepto Pink, rubber monster women, metal grasshopper ornament, assload of blank videotapes, The Pop-Up Book of Nightmares (cool!), keen gift cards, stuffed kitty cat. The cat's name is Babka.
Am alone in the office all week, since everybody's got vacation time they have to use or lose. No bodies = cold. Kind of a Christmas at Hogwards atmosphere, but without Ron or Hermione. Feh.
Next week the moratorium on layoffs ends (last time they fired somebody before Christmas, the guy killed himself - even worse, his family is sueing) and I find out if I'll still have a job a month from now. Note to self: make sure Valium scrip has been refilled.
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Date: 2001-12-26 11:23 am (UTC)Oh and you tree sounds awsome! Damit, my mother insited that we have all nice gold and silver ornaments. In a word: boring.
heeeeeee!