Sending you all the strength and ~ma you need to deal with all the things, Suela and hippocampus and all the rest of you in need whether you posted about it or not.

Can't say it better than amych.

I'm coming to visit you. Later, when it's warm. (Right, it's the idea of fish gnawing on my toes that finally gets me to go see a friend. I'm an awesome person.)

YES COME VISIT!!! WOOOOO!!! FISH CAN EAT OUR FEETS!

Consuela - all good thoughts to you and your family. hope it gets better.

an hour and a half at the Holiday party and I am back home. These are friends of my parents and church people, so lots of me talking to older people that have known me for years. It was nice and one of my friends was there.

Seriously people can come to my place for future Christmases if needed. Weather is not usually an issue, I have a room, and doing things with someone else would be fun since no one else in my family seems to like the Holidays.

Oh dear, Zenkitty.

I highly recommend the broadcast of Shakespeare Live on PBS that's on right now. There's a British rapper doing an ode to the power of words using lines of Shakespeare.

edit: David Tennant using his full Scots accent is disconcerting.

But this line from the rapper makes me miss my skills as a transcriptionist: Four centuries past but I still cannot grasp the undiscovered country that makes words immortal

Cancel the apocalypse, my nieces and their men are acting like adults and talking to each other without screaming and cursing. This may work out.

Further proof that I have slid into a parallel universe.

Always nice when the apocalypse gets pushed back.

Man, I didn't even know about Carrie Fisher.

I'm so sorry, Consuela. I hope your father's health will not cause you too much suffering.

I also am a terrible friend who wants to visit Steph just for the fish pedicure.

I had a lovely low-key day - stayed in my PJs well into the afternoon, napping occasionally and reading my book the rest of the time, then went to the quilt store (which is closing the end of the year, woes, I need to go shop there next week for the cute prints I will never find again) and Joann's and my local consignment shop's Xmas event with mom. Now melting some chocolate for the candy dreidels for tomorrow and watching Dark Matter.

Consuela, my thoughts are with you.

I've wrapped everything that can. Internet gifts/donations tomorrow night.

And I've got the best worst Christmas cards ever. I shoulda put holiday in the text, but just flubbed that. Can cross it out as appropriate. Since it is a revolting/awesome card anyway. And the magnets and drinking glasses won't arrive until after Xmas... Gallstonemas.

Gallstonemas deserves to be celebrated.

Tomorrow will not be restful for me, alas. Sunday might. Looking forward to drinking cocoa in front of the Xmas tree while the kids open presents, and then coming the fuck home and not speaking to anyone for a week.