Goodbye and Good Riddance 2005: the Year of the Penguin
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 2005? Don't think we've forgotten about you.
Santa (disguised as a postal delivery guy) visited my house this morning with a box of goodies!
There were some lovely Lush bubble baths and delicious flavour syrups (which I tried in a steamer this afternoon),tea (chamomile, my favourite), and hot chocolate (which I can't wait to sample). [ETA As if that weren't enough, all of this was wrapped up in a fantasic sparkly (and furry) giftbag with incredible striped and checked tissue paper which i *must* find and... wait for it... pink bubble wrap!]
It was a wonderful surprising "second Christmas" and I'm looking foreward to having a really cozy evening in someday soon. THANKS SANTA!!
You know what? 2005 needs to not exist. Ever.
Just got a call from Mayflower. The tractor-trailer carrying my crap got hit by another truck. Two of my totes got broken. My computer is probably frelled (I assume this, because it's a computer that went through an accident). I waived the full insurance, going for the cheaper $0.60 per pound option (we really didn't have the money).
The driver is fine. He's currently sitting somewhere around the Colorado/Utah border, waiting to be OK'd to continue.
The odds of my crap beating me to SF have been significantly shortened.
The superstitious part of me is trying very hard not to scream.
Man, I keep reading about the stuff people get and feeling like I felll down on the job.
I do this every year too.
Me three. Fortunately, my giftees seem to be fooled happy, so I guess I shouldn't worry so much. I think that buffistas are by definition tremendously creative and generous. But many of us are also humble or have low self esteem, so we seem to think that the previous statement applies to every
other
buffista.
ION, I go on vacation in 6.5 hours! That probably should be in Natter or Bitches, but lately, this is the only thread I can keep up with.
Oh shit, j. I don't know what to say.
Man,
juliana. I have no words.
Me either, hon. That's the very last thing you needed today, but it is absolutely not an omen.
Whatever the situation is with your computer and other stuff, we can work it out.
Oh hell, juliana. 2005 is just not wanting to go out with a whimper.
Even without insurance, this is something you might be able to persue legally against the truck who hit Mayflower.
What they all didn't say. Shit. I'm sorry things keep taking swipes at you.
Gawd, j. I'm so sorry fate is messing with you. You've already got Buffistas here you've known for a long time who'll be pulling out the stops to help you and you can feel free to ask this on-again-off-again Buffista for help. We'll try to help your reboot be as successful as possible.
My post looks awful after Juliana's, the worst kind of xpost. I'm so sorry sweetie! Maybe your computer will be ok. Mine wasn't in an accident, but it came to Alaska wrapped in a single layer of bubble wrap that didn't even cover all of it and tossed in with the rest of my stuff (literally, apparently), and it still made it ok. I mean, it was crap, but no worse crap than when the $%^&*( movers packed it.
