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Good nearly-afternoon! I overslept and ate a lot of toast. My sinuses are no longer threatening to explode but I am coughing up a lung, so I'm being dosed with a lot of hot beverage and reminders that I am susceptible to pneumonia (regrettably true).

In happier news, however, sadcypress is a better person than I am and posted photos of her Christmas Tree, complete with many colourful word ornaments from the Cafe's interesting-words-as-Christmas-ornaments collective project. It is awesome!

If you missed the ornaments the first time round, you can get them here.

Best of all, though, I have introduced my mother to LOLcats. She had never encountered them before. She is, I am happy to say, a convert, despite some difficulty in the initial translation.

Today we are going to the bank to deposit Mama Tickey's generous Christmas check, and then to the grocery store, and then probably I am going to pass out in the backseat or something. Most of the check is going to go into savings or to pay a few bills, but I'm thinking of setting aside a little and buying myself a new camera.

Also of note: my parents have a remote controlled ceiling fan. THAT'S RIGHT YOU HEARD ME. A remote controlled ceiling fan. If you push a button on the remote the fan lamp lights up! If you push another it stops fanning! I think it might even beat out Dalek Can and Dalek Suck as the most ridiculous automated appliance my family owns.

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Having an estranged fundamentalist nut-job brother has had a few signficant uses in the past year, most notably as a great story to tell over dinner. Just now, however, Emmy and I raided the closet where he kept all his shitty fantasy novels and put them up on swaptree, where apparently shitty fantasy novels are in high demand. If the traders accept our swaptree offers, we will totally make out like goddamn bandits. The deal is, she keeps the books here and handles the mailing, whether or not the book is going to her or me, and I pay the postage.

In other news: PIZZA. That is all.