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( letter to my yuletide Santa )
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yuletide request is going to kick my arse, I know it. And I actually know two of the requested fandoms, as well; it's just I'm going to suck. Anyway, we shall see. Maybe I won't. Other people who are taking part, please do let me know and we can commiserate. Also, this is all the fault of the Visit of OMG participants, of course - they talked me into signing up back when I was in Chicago and now I've done it, and I'm an idiot - but what can you do, etc.
Okay, time for bed. I've had a lovely, lovely evening, and in fact a very good day - Maria and I baked bread, which came out marvellously, and there was cooking of dinner and much walking around in the delicious freezing air, and just now I had the always-lovely experience of having seven people and threee wine bottles squished onto my bed watching bad movies on my laptop. Tonight, we watched Mean Girls, which was fantastically awful and all present enjoyed themselves thoroughly. I am very tired and a little ill and the wine made everything deliciously mellow. I used to think the kind of American high school depicted in the movie was entirely fictional, then I went to Nupur's Homecoming in September and came away sufficiently horrifed to change my mind. After the movie we all ended up comparing the schools we went to - Merchants', the Magdalen College School and the British school in Madrid among others - and then giggling into our wine. (Lots of wine. A lovely evening.) I strongly suspect this is why Claire likes bad American teen movies so much; they're the purest form of alien escapism.
Anyway, my head is beginning to show the effects, and ohgod so much work to do tomorrow. Goodnight, all.
My own
yuletide request is going to kick my arse, I know it. And I actually know two of the requested fandoms, as well; it's just I'm going to suck. Anyway, we shall see. Maybe I won't. Other people who are taking part, please do let me know and we can commiserate. Also, this is all the fault of the Visit of OMG participants, of course - they talked me into signing up back when I was in Chicago and now I've done it, and I'm an idiot - but what can you do, etc. Okay, time for bed. I've had a lovely, lovely evening, and in fact a very good day - Maria and I baked bread, which came out marvellously, and there was cooking of dinner and much walking around in the delicious freezing air, and just now I had the always-lovely experience of having seven people and threee wine bottles squished onto my bed watching bad movies on my laptop. Tonight, we watched Mean Girls, which was fantastically awful and all present enjoyed themselves thoroughly. I am very tired and a little ill and the wine made everything deliciously mellow. I used to think the kind of American high school depicted in the movie was entirely fictional, then I went to Nupur's Homecoming in September and came away sufficiently horrifed to change my mind. After the movie we all ended up comparing the schools we went to - Merchants', the Magdalen College School and the British school in Madrid among others - and then giggling into our wine. (Lots of wine. A lovely evening.) I strongly suspect this is why Claire likes bad American teen movies so much; they're the purest form of alien escapism.
Anyway, my head is beginning to show the effects, and ohgod so much work to do tomorrow. Goodnight, all.
