So here's a quick recap:
I can't share the gyoza pictures via PS3 even though I COULD technically, because the image file is too large for theO's tastes. Dang. You'll just hafta wait 'til my computer is back to me and happy.
That said, it suddenly occurred to me that all my addresses for Christmas mail are on that computer.
Fuck.
I need to get back to the ancstral land of New Westminster fast, I think. There's some mail that needs a little longer to travel than others, after all. I guess more incentive to not sleep in tomorrow . . .
Because it's CHristmas time at work, I'm working longer hours at Superstore now. This means that I'm not getting home in time for television - I missed the season finale of Being Erica yesterday and I missed Glee just now. Thank goodness Megavideo still works on this machine . . .
. . . also, Monday morning was death. Graveyard shift followed by bringing computer in for servicing followed by buying car insurance. THEN sleep. Meh, whatever.
That should cover what's happening in Vancouver. I hope you are all well.
Christmas Card Count: 1. Flint, you're right. Santa does look stoned out of his mind. Well played, good sir, well played.
