elfs | Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah. Joyful Kwanza. Gleeful Festivus. Warm Newtonmas. Quiet Cephelapodmas. And all praise the Invisible Pink Unicorn.

This morning Kouryou-chan was prepared to explode. She desperately wanted to open her gifts immediately, but we had her hold off long enough to get breakfast into her (and coffee into me; I was up way too late last night. "A dimensional phase shift of this magnitude is highly improbable!").

Omaha got me more pyjamas (yay! Long ones, too; my other three sets are all shorts, modest but not warming) and she paid my Ballmer tax, getting me a copy of XP so I can run the latest and greatest. Now I just need a hard drive to put it on: my last one died. I just need a small one, 100GB or less, and it has to have a five-year warranty: windows seems to eat my hard drives alive.

Kouryou-chan got a ton of stuff: a digital camera, more My Little Pony's, a lot of clothes, a knitting kit. A good haul of loot, all things considered.

I've been trying to write. I had to chop about a thousand words of story out of Dove & the Twins' third day. It was going in the wrong direction: I want Dove to be angry at her co-workers' nosiness into her private life, and having the Twins drop "let's just be friends" on her in the same afternoon wasn't what I really wanted to do to her. This isn't supposed to be a tragedy.