If I don't shed these fics soon, I'm going to be having Christmas in the garage. Mr.'s at the end of his rope. Dang. *types furiously* I'm getting to the good parts in everything though--plus guess who's hanging around! Bruuuuuuce. (hey babee, how you doin'?...) I thank
mkitty_03 and her wonderful vid that
thecaelum reminded me to watch (again) so I did and Bruce said, "Hey...what if..."
In other news, I wanted to share with you my holiday thoughts. Do you know what time of year it is? It's the time of year my brothers and sisters of Western European extraction ask me, "So,this Kwanza thing? What do you do for that? And should I get you a card?"
First of all and most importantly, yes, get me a card and put some mo-fuckin' money in it.
Secondly, I have no fricken' idea. That's like me assuming everyone around me is celebrating Christmas- guess what? No. Not eveyone is. I'm sure it's a lovely celebration full of meaning and salut to my friends who celebrate. Good on ya.
Me? I'm with the wrapping and unwrapping of material goods. Come on, you know that's why you like it. Good will to men my ample hindparts.
Give me the booty! Arrg.
Gifts will do as well. And lucky you, you have ten more shopping days to get me a great big expensive mind boggling gift. Something that says disgusting display of materialistic values will do nicely.
(seriously, the person who gifted me, pleeeeease let me know-- I want to do something for you...drop me a hint.)