it's almost here; it's the 23rd. the 23rd is two days from the 25th. there is a 24 in there somewhere, but it always goes by so fast that i don't think i've ever lived it before.
i've been busy.
i have almost half of my Christmas presents done. i'm kicking barclay out of the house tonight so i can wrap his and "finish" one of them.
presents are stressful. i just want to make everyone mix tapes and i want that to be enough. [i would be ok if that was all i ever got.]
i web logged here today. [or my alter-ego did. the one who is a lazy bum.] carla is great, and i think you should check out her shop too. it's magnificent.
i made cookies at 11 o'clock at night the other night. they tasted awful. i put too much salt in them. and then i got all weepy and sobby and mad. barclay said he would eat them anyway, because he is the best guy God ever made.
i'm wearing the same thing as i wore yesterday, and i haven't showered since tuesday. i'm disgusting.
my friend kiersten sprained her ankle, because canada is unhealthily icy right now. go tell her you hope she feels better.
i just found out that i will be spending a large chunk of my Christmas eve with a 5 month old donkey.
quick poll: are you somewhere warm for Christmas?
quick poll: are you one of those teenage girls who goes and gets her picture taken with santa at the mall and can't stop giggling the whole time?
i'm pretty pumped about the donkey thing.