12 23 99

eve eve

puff puff puff pant

I just spent the last hour and a half wrapping presents. That might not sound like a lot of time to you, but think of it this way: I was only wrapping presents for five people.

And wow, do I suck at wrapping stuff. I do fine until I have to "close" the present. You know, wrap the ends. I always screw that up. So I have a bunch of lumpy, odd shaped packages sitting upstairs (where Jaws can't eat them).

We had our gift exchange at work today. I didn't even know it was going to happen until yesterday, so I ran out last night and bought some toys. Toys are a never fail gift. I think the people who most enjoyed their presents were the people who got the yo-yos.

"I never get toys anymore," said the Training Manager, who is about 45 or 50. "This is great! Thanks."

And yep - that's it. I'm pooped and I have to get up early tomorrow because they've changed the shift times at work because of Christmas Eve. And there probably won't be an entry tomorrow, since I won't be home all day. I might get something done before I go to work, but don't count on it.

So...

Merry Christmas, everyone!