Title: I'llllll be hooooome for Christmaaaas
Music du jour: South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut
One more week and I leave this damn company. I'm counting the nanoseconds.
And guess what? I wangled some days off out of the new pukes, so I get to go home for Christmas after all. Yeah! We're having to fly out on Christmas Day and come back on New Year's Eve, but I can deal with that. I get to see my mommy! *DOJ* *ahem*
Well, I came home yesterday after work to a completely clean house. I almost died of shock. It seems that Ian had to be off-line to wait for his friend Naomi to call, and he had to do something. Heh. I told him I was going to do him sexual favors for cleaning the whole house. THAT, my friends, is the way to a woman's heart... So it's clean just in time to put up the Christmas tree and shed needles all over the place. Yeehaw.
Christmas. Gah. It snuck up on me this year. Last year I was sort of ready, but this year... no way. I haven't even bought Christmas cards, much less done any shopping. However, Quixtar is my friend, and I will be doing as much shopping on-line as possible. I could brave the mall holiday crowds, but why bother.
Well, I'm going to finish watching South Park and do some laundry. That's what Brian Boitano would do.
-- marcie.