Sure. I posted one a while ago and took it down because I wasn't satisfied with it, but it's kind of a work in progress.
So, the holiday season is kind of a thing, and I guess we're working our way up to Holiday Part Two : New Year's Boogaloo. This is the part where I talk about my Christmas and how I'm effected by it, but honestly, it was not a big deal. I drank with my dad on Christmas Eve and had a good time. He had his roommates there, my mom and brother eventually came in, and it was probably more laid back and generally fun then almost any Christmas Eve in memory. There was so much going on every year before this and the last, and now all the shoes have dropped, so instead of drama or angst, we just got drunk and ate a lot of food. I've got a fine bottle of port to share some time, a gift card to Best Buy for an undetermined sum of money, and some PS3 games out of the whole thing. The wines I brought back and the gifts I gave out seemed to be well-received.
There isn't too much more to get out of that situation.
I'm working on a fiction bit for my Abyssal, I'm pretty settled in, and I've thrown out most of what needs to go. Everything else is pretty much in place. I've gotten to clean some, today, so the apartment hasn't changed shape so much as become a little bit better-scrubbed. There's no sanitation hazards here, it's mostly a matter of the water being so hard that it crunches. It's frustrating, but I'm making progress.
I was invited to a birthday get together from an unlikely source some time ago, and that's my agenda for this evening. Tomorrow, it's dinner with Viski to celebrate her own birthday, and after that, probably rest and tracking down some other good friends I've not seen at all, yet. In the next few weeks, I'm looking into Cam stuff again. Right now, I've been so busy, it's hard to tell.
So, the holiday season is kind of a thing, and I guess we're working our way up to Holiday Part Two : New Year's Boogaloo. This is the part where I talk about my Christmas and how I'm effected by it, but honestly, it was not a big deal. I drank with my dad on Christmas Eve and had a good time. He had his roommates there, my mom and brother eventually came in, and it was probably more laid back and generally fun then almost any Christmas Eve in memory. There was so much going on every year before this and the last, and now all the shoes have dropped, so instead of drama or angst, we just got drunk and ate a lot of food. I've got a fine bottle of port to share some time, a gift card to Best Buy for an undetermined sum of money, and some PS3 games out of the whole thing. The wines I brought back and the gifts I gave out seemed to be well-received.
There isn't too much more to get out of that situation.
I'm working on a fiction bit for my Abyssal, I'm pretty settled in, and I've thrown out most of what needs to go. Everything else is pretty much in place. I've gotten to clean some, today, so the apartment hasn't changed shape so much as become a little bit better-scrubbed. There's no sanitation hazards here, it's mostly a matter of the water being so hard that it crunches. It's frustrating, but I'm making progress.
I was invited to a birthday get together from an unlikely source some time ago, and that's my agenda for this evening. Tomorrow, it's dinner with Viski to celebrate her own birthday, and after that, probably rest and tracking down some other good friends I've not seen at all, yet. In the next few weeks, I'm looking into Cam stuff again. Right now, I've been so busy, it's hard to tell.