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December 20, 2005
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Mm.  Cookies and Creme Pop Tarts.  Sounds and looks quite nasty, but when you’re hungry, they taste pretty damn good.  Or, at least.. edible.

I want to fall asleep in front of the fireplace tonight, full of eggnog and good food.  The eggnog and fireplace I’ve got; now I’ve just to think on the good food part.  I’ve got this incredibly odd craving for honey-baked ham, which I know we’re having on Christmas Eve, so I can’t have that yet.  Some chicken panang sounds loverly, though..

Just thought I’d share.. I found out why I’m so blue today.  It’s National Humbug Day.

Ooh!  And a hot bath.  That would also make my evening complete.  And maybe even clean sheets.  Dare I dream?

I am considering growing my hair out.  I know I say this every time I need to get my haircut (perhaps, subconsciously, to justify my not having gotten my hair cut yet), but I really am, this time.  I’ve got an event coming up, and I don’t know what I want to do with my hair for that.  Options are good.  Or I could cut it until a month prior, preserve my sanity, and then save up in the meantime for extensions.  I’ll flip a coin.

I just wanted to share this picture with you.  Because it makes me very happy.

A friend of mine from way back sent it to me.  He attached a very funny email with it, and when I need a laugh, I just remember. 

 

12:20 pm
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December 20, 2005
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The damn tree is up.  Hoo-rah.  Actually, to be fair, it is quite a pretty tree.. a 7 foot-tall fir that fills up a corner of the room quite nicely.  I’m just tired of having to rearrange the damn house.  I’d like to wake up just one morning and know that when I walk through the house at o’dark:thirty, I can do so without fear of toe-stubbing, because the mental picture of the layout of the living room from two days ago is still similar to the actual layout.  Just one morning.  This morning was not the one.

I am a Grinch.  It’s official.  Maybe the day of, my heart will grow three sizes.

I do NOT want to be at work today.  Luckily, we really are coming into the party portion of the week.  It’s my favorite time of year, the time when every time I come to my desk, there is a package of goodies waiting on me.  I know that sounds selfish, but it’s true.  It’s a fun time.
My sister cracks me up.  Nuff said.

I’m trying to think of something important, witty, or heart-warming to share, and I’ve got nothing.  I’m sure I’ll come back to this with better spirits in a bit.
8:40 am