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the_dala at 12:00pm on 25/12/2004
the_dala at 12:00pm on 25/12/2004This is without a doubt the weirdest Christmas ever.
The stockings are sitting on the couch. The presents are still under the tree. I didn't wake up until 10:00. The animals aren't dragging their various gifts across the carpet.
It's like a Twilight Zone version of Christmas.
Well, we haven't gone completely unwrapped -- there was candy and a neat phone from Aunt Nancy and Uncle Howard, and one of those sweater-poncho things for me, in soft black wool. Also, I have socks that bark. And I opened Good Omens because I knew exactly where it was and I wanted something like that to read, and Mom found me a package with a raspberry-colored bra and panties set that she wanted me to open. And I gave her her scarf, which she loved, and the garnet earrings are in the stocking, which we're taking to the hospital.
It's all kind of surreal and strange. I don't think this is going to go down in the annals of family history as the greatest Christmas ever.
Oh yeah, and there was the requesite stuffed animal too -- a teddy bear named Gilmore. Having regressed to the age of six, I've been carrying him around all morning.
The stockings are sitting on the couch. The presents are still under the tree. I didn't wake up until 10:00. The animals aren't dragging their various gifts across the carpet.
It's like a Twilight Zone version of Christmas.
Well, we haven't gone completely unwrapped -- there was candy and a neat phone from Aunt Nancy and Uncle Howard, and one of those sweater-poncho things for me, in soft black wool. Also, I have socks that bark. And I opened Good Omens because I knew exactly where it was and I wanted something like that to read, and Mom found me a package with a raspberry-colored bra and panties set that she wanted me to open. And I gave her her scarf, which she loved, and the garnet earrings are in the stocking, which we're taking to the hospital.
It's all kind of surreal and strange. I don't think this is going to go down in the annals of family history as the greatest Christmas ever.
Oh yeah, and there was the requesite stuffed animal too -- a teddy bear named Gilmore. Having regressed to the age of six, I've been carrying him around all morning.
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