I got my hair cut today, so the chunk that was burned away and the hair around it are now one length. I consider this some kind of victory.
I spent five hours last night making origami Christmas cards in order to avoid knitting on the sock.
A few days ago, I cast on for the sock in order to avoid knitting a certain sweater.
I have now made cards for everyone I can think of, and handed them out, so even the extra stuff I made up to make more Christmas prep work for myself after I already finished all my Christmas prep is now finished. I am out of luck. I guess Christmas had better come soon, before I decide to repaint my bedroom in holiday colors.
These cough drops make me want to throw up.
I am not throwing them away, though, because if I do, I will not have any cough drops, and I'm not buying more.
I just took my second dose of antibiotics. So hopefully, there will soon be improvement...
This is my last day of work until next WEDNESDAY. This is a mini-Christmas Vacation for me.
I have yet to watch The Muppet's Christmas Carol, and that makes me sad. I cannot find a copy to rent or to buy. Tragic.
In other Christmas news, Jennifer showed me THIS:
And I love it and want to make one. It is the bestest Christmas tree ever.
Then, while I was reading the various blogs I follow, I discovered this hilarious abridged version of Jane Eyre by YA author extraordinaire Sarah Rees Brennan. She is so very funny.
My favorite part? The Helen Burns section. "HELEN BURNS: Would you like to be friends? I love you, Jane, and I also love Jesus." And, "HELEN BURNS: HERE LIES HELEN BURNS, DEAD OF NARRATIVE INEVITABILITY."
Dead of narrative inevitability. Best way to die, ever.