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Traditional Holiday Report
Happy holidays and a good new year to all my loyal Friended people. It's been a busy one for me... somehow. I still don't know how. Apparently, my schedule of doing nothing all day and watching TV and playing Harvest Moon has been time-consuming. I have no inspiration to write and I owe two people gift-fics, not to mention all the extra writing I want to do for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
non_plot -- and I keep forgetting to ask other people important questions, like, is this critically important PDF that I need to print in order to get my scholarship REALLY malfunctioning, or is it just me, because the people giving me the scholarship don't seem to think it's malfunctioning. Or maybe even so when are we moving, because I need to get a summer job somewhere and internship deadlines are about, oh, January 5th.
But Harvest Moon consumes my soul, filling the void that my nonfunctioning FFXI has left. Must... make... everyone love Tabby...
Must WRITE something about Tabby. Damn my lazy soul! Wake up Lute, it's vacation time, but you won't have as much writing time when we're in Japan!
In other news, did you know that when you have a digital camera, you are contractually obliged to take a thousand pictures of your cats? 'strue, they make you sign an agreement when you buy it. Or, in my case, receive it as a gift.
From my mother and stepfather, for Hanukkah: A digital camera, roughly eighteen little packs of Tic-Tacs which I hate, a pair of gloves to bring my total up to three pairs of really good gloves that I won't wear, and another trinket I've forgotten.
From my grandparents, Hanukkah: $100.
From my aunt, Hanukkah: $20.
From Jim, my Dad's Best Friend: gift certificate for Borders at $25. You know what this makes Jim? Cooler than my aunt.
From my dad: (*takes a deep breath*) An expanded memory card for my digital camera at 128MB instead of the 16MB one my mother gave me, a USB card reader for ease of transfer, a carrying case for the USB cards, a new CD/MP3 player because I kept bitching about the one I had, two packs of AA batteries because the new CD/MP3 player eats them for breakfast and then whines about being hungry by lunch, a whole bunch of pens (*spaz!* indulgence of pen fetish~~) and candy, a random Maglite that I adore, two 50-pack stacks of CDs, a string of honest to God pearls... and $200.
I love my dad.
From other relatives: clothes that are much too small and will all have to be returned.
Quote of the Day:
Who's watching all these ''reality'' TV shows? Nobody admits to watching them. Everybody agrees they're even stupider than those infomercials wherein Ron Popeil spends 30 minutes liquefying vegetables to the rapturous delight of a live, if half-witted, audience. And yet ''reality'' shows keep getting ratings. Who are the viewers? Have houseplants learned to operate remote controls? --Dave Barry: A 2003 Odyssey
non_plot -- and I keep forgetting to ask other people important questions, like, is this critically important PDF that I need to print in order to get my scholarship REALLY malfunctioning, or is it just me, because the people giving me the scholarship don't seem to think it's malfunctioning. Or maybe even so when are we moving, because I need to get a summer job somewhere and internship deadlines are about, oh, January 5th.But Harvest Moon consumes my soul, filling the void that my nonfunctioning FFXI has left. Must... make... everyone love Tabby...
Must WRITE something about Tabby. Damn my lazy soul! Wake up Lute, it's vacation time, but you won't have as much writing time when we're in Japan!
In other news, did you know that when you have a digital camera, you are contractually obliged to take a thousand pictures of your cats? 'strue, they make you sign an agreement when you buy it. Or, in my case, receive it as a gift.
From my mother and stepfather, for Hanukkah: A digital camera, roughly eighteen little packs of Tic-Tacs which I hate, a pair of gloves to bring my total up to three pairs of really good gloves that I won't wear, and another trinket I've forgotten.
From my grandparents, Hanukkah: $100.
From my aunt, Hanukkah: $20.
From Jim, my Dad's Best Friend: gift certificate for Borders at $25. You know what this makes Jim? Cooler than my aunt.
From my dad: (*takes a deep breath*) An expanded memory card for my digital camera at 128MB instead of the 16MB one my mother gave me, a USB card reader for ease of transfer, a carrying case for the USB cards, a new CD/MP3 player because I kept bitching about the one I had, two packs of AA batteries because the new CD/MP3 player eats them for breakfast and then whines about being hungry by lunch, a whole bunch of pens (*spaz!* indulgence of pen fetish~~) and candy, a random Maglite that I adore, two 50-pack stacks of CDs, a string of honest to God pearls... and $200.
I love my dad.
From other relatives: clothes that are much too small and will all have to be returned.
Quote of the Day:
Who's watching all these ''reality'' TV shows? Nobody admits to watching them. Everybody agrees they're even stupider than those infomercials wherein Ron Popeil spends 30 minutes liquefying vegetables to the rapturous delight of a live, if half-witted, audience. And yet ''reality'' shows keep getting ratings. Who are the viewers? Have houseplants learned to operate remote controls? --Dave Barry: A 2003 Odyssey
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