muah-ha-ha!

Your mocking is an evil mock. Mmmm, that dip is amazing. I am going to beg for the recipe sometime, just watch me. Well, ask. Your mom would totally share for she is not a mocking mocker who mocks.

::fwump::

Your mom would totally share for she is not a mocking mocker who mocks.

Mom already said she'd email it to you if you ask.

I have not actually gotten any presents (well, unless you count the blanket with the company name embroidered on it, that I got last week). Which is kinda sad-making, though temporary. I'll get a few next week when I go home. N is being stupid and insisting she doesn't know what to get me, and both of us have been hampered in holiday shopping by the Snowpocalypse, admittedly (though she's also just being dumb). I gave her the one present (of three) that had arrived (a little Shiba Inu puppy calendar, intended as PuppyCam methadone).

But we went to see Benjamin Button with a friend (enjoyed the movie, didn't quite get why everyone else in the theater felt the need to cry at the end. Apparently I am cold hearted? So is N), then went over to another friend's house and played Scrabble and watched movies, after a nearly fruitless search for a supermarket or restaurant that was open so we could eat something. Oy! We almost ended up eating Subway, as apparently ALL of those were open (supermarkets and most restaurants? NO. Walgreen's and Subway and Starbucks? yes.) Finally found a bar that serves (chinese!) food, and so continued my run of faux-Judaism, chinese food and movies.

The first showing of Benjamin Button we tried to see was sold out (we got there a few minutes late) and we contemplated seeing something else, but my one friend was like "How about 'Doubt'?" and i was like "NO! If I wanted Catholocism on Christmas, I would BE AT CHURCH!"

Hey, folks. I know I don't post all that often these days, but I wanted to take some time in deepest, darkest winter to thank you all for being some of the shiniest lights in my life.

I loves me some Buffistas, oh yes I do.

Love and ~ma to those in need; you are all in my thoughts and my profile address is good. I hope to have more time and enrgy to post in the new year.

Let's continue to be excellent to one another; we've gotten through a whole lot of crap together, and there is no doubt more on the way. But there will also be shared celebrations and fannish squee, romances and degrees and karate belts and all manner of silliness.

There is no other group of people I would rather share my joys and sorrows with than the Buffistas. Thank you for everything.

Shir, you have mail at your profile address.

Karl, all my day needed was seeing your presence. It was a kind of strange xmas, with some key people missing and some key traditions falling through. The kind of thing that could, in another mindset, leave me in a real funk. And yet at the end of the day I'm feeling pretty good about how everything went. And enjoying reading the tales of other people's more traditional celebrations. Anyway, you always cheer me up just by being here, so I wanted to say that.

I also am dying to see Jilli's mother's artichoke dip recipe, because I'm wondering if it's the same as my mother's, which is crazy addictive and I now feel a hankering to make.

Karl, you made my morning with this email.

My ~mas and hugs to those of you with emotional/crappy/"this doesn't feels like" holidays.

Tennant is only four years older than me!

And the creepy thing? I'm thinking "he's only 14 years older than me!", which is a big improvement on my Celebrity Crush front. So yes, *technically* old enough to be my father, but you know, it would probably end up in abortion at that age.

And I'd give up living with pets for living with the Tenth Doctor. Our love is pure, and disturbed daily by the fact that Tennant isn't really the Doctor. Seriously, wtf with that?

Karl, good to see your pixels!

So who else has to work tomorrow?

Me! It should be fairly quiet, though, and I should be able to plow through a couple of big projects.

My Christmas was busier than it should have been, what with three different back-to-back events. I also went into the day seriously sleep deprived, thanks to a late (for me) bedtime of eleven-thirty followed by the cat waking me up at three, and a further wakeup call because I neglected to turn off my alarm and was re-blasted out of sleep at 4:50.

BTW, has anyone seen Gadget Girl around lately?

I had to skip.

The nephew (and his parents and my other brother) is gone. Sad now. But we had a fantastic time. I hope everyone is having a fabulous holiday season.

Happy boxing day! Not that I plan on any role reversals or anything.

Why must my mother read over my shoulder and poke through my things on my desk? My desk is sacrosanct. I don't allow anyone to mess with the things on my desk. It makes me unbearably twitchy.