Santa Can Sod Off

I've stood in line for 45 minutes to see Santa for approximately 15 seconds. My feet are still fucking cold and I am cranky. Rockland's Stroll is way busier than it was when I performed there, oh, five years ago. And by busier, I mean more annoying. It's approximately 30 degrees outside. I couldn't even drink my hot apple cider hot.  It cooled too quickly. <insert eye roll here>

I vacuumed half the floor today so I could wrap the first installment of presents. Actually, come to think, I have a couple more for Elliott to wrap now that he's not here. We're going to clean more.

Also-- we are having a holiday party, pending cleaned apartment. If you want to come and I don't have your email address, email me and I'll add you to our eVite.

Off to wrap. Yay, wrapping.

Holiday Wish List

( The Rules )

My Wish List
1. Anything Chococat, but especially the nifty, non-latex backed bathrug.
2. Lolita Lempicka perfume.
3. A white Christmas.
4. Lipstick or body powder from Urban Decay.
5. My mother-in-law to grow a conscience.
6. A good holiday party and a great start to 2005.