The baby better be Houdini. That's all I can say.
'Sleeper'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2004: Well, I Wasn't Expecting That.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2004? Don't think we've forgotten about you.
I got my present from my seekrit santa! I have to say that he or she is SOOOO clever. The return address says the package is from Yor C. Kritsanta. Next year, I'll copy this idea shamelessly.
I'm not going to open the package yet. Instead, I'll savor the deliciousness of having a package and not knowing what's in it. Then, I'll open it with glee on Christmas morning (perhaps very early Christmas morning, after service). It will be my special gift of the day. Yummy!
In a way, it reminds me of the best of Whedon, Minear, et al. The feeling of anticipation reminds me of the feeling I get waiting to see what character that I love will die. Except, no sadness mixed in with the joy at the end.
Nuh-uh, I put the cake in it's own box.
Like babies don't eat boxes, Sail? C'mon. Where do you think they get their fiber?
But the baby has to eat its way out of its own box and through another box! I-I-I'll put handcuffs on the baby. That's what I'll do. Then the cake will be safe from baby depridation. And babies don't need that much fiber, yet. They need protein.
Which it won't get from the cake! Is there protein in handcuff?
Well, I suspect they have a lot of minerals in them.
I have to say that he or she is SOOOO clever. The return address says the package is from Yor C. Kritsanta.
Ha! That's great.
Somehow, when I wasn't looking, it's like y'all became a collective hivemind best friend.
Wrod.
I'm kicking myself - today is the day mail goes out and I didn't bring my boxes to the embassy to mail. So my Seekrit Santee won't be getting their gift until probably somewhere around Orthodox Christmas. Crap.
I mean, my relatives won't be getting theirs either, but that's not as important.
But the baby has to eat its way out of its own box and through another box! I-I-I'll put handcuffs on the baby. That's what I'll do. Then the cake will be safe from baby depridation. And babies don't need that much fiber, yet. They need protein.Like babies care what they need. Ha! They're the anti-Joss.
BABIES: Don't give us what we need. Give us what we want.
I mean, my relatives won't be getting theirs either, but that's not as important.
Hee.
Somehow, when I wasn't looking, it's like y'all became a collective hivemind best friend.
What a beautiful way of putting it. I'm going to have to remember that.