29 November
In order not to turn this journal entirely into a gastrointestinal-a-go-go, I will attempts to find something else to talk about.
I finally finished the Christmas card yesterday!
I haven't been talking about that, but it's been this big thing, of course, like it is every year, with Mom pushing for me to do it and me not doing it until the last minute and things. I know, you're shocked.
I've known what I wanted to do for a long time, so of course I could avoid doing it, because it was mostly done. That's my way of looking at it, anyway! I'm recycling an entry from here, of course, and I sent it to Mom, and it reminded her of a similar story that she wanted to include.
"No, you cannot use your story, we are only using my story!"
"It's our Christmas card, and I want my story in it!"
"But you can't write!"
"I don't care, it's going in."
"Alright, send it to me and I'll re-write it for you, because it will suck because you cannot write!"
Aren't I the snooty one? Well, she typed out her story, and sent it to me, and you know what? It was really good! I needed to fix it a little, and I added one thing that she didn't put in because it made her look stupid ("What, are you kidding? Didn't you see how stupid I looked in my story? Looking stupid makes for the best comedy!"), but there really wasn't much work to be done.
I had to edit mine down, of course, and consolidate a bunch of paragraphs, and then Mom made me consolidate it more so that there would be room for the header and the footer ("That one line doesn't have to be its own paragraph!" "It's for emphasis!" "Then underline it, for crying out loud, we need the room!") and it was good, but the thing that I had to do yesterday was the cover.
I brilliantly thought of a cover that connected with the theme of the stories, but I had to actually make it before the last FedEx, not to mention the fact that I had to send out things for work before the last FedEx, so I was barreling through, trying to finish.
I got the work done first and brought them to FedEx before even starting the cover (aren't I conscientious?), and the phone was ringing, and I knew it was Mom, and I was ignoring it studiously, because I knew that I was cutting it close as it was, and talking to her might make me miss that last FedEx.
I had about fifteen minutes to do it in, but fortunately I had a general idea in my head and I had all of the bits that I had to throw in the air and hope they came down in the right order. I cannot draw, I cannot design my own page, I am not artistic in that way, but I can damn well make a collage, so I did it and I finished it, and I ran to shipping, and caught the FedEx guy on his way out.
It was like the rush with the tape in Broadcast News.
And since there is now a Christmas card, I guess it's time to call out and see who wants one! If you got one last year, only let me know if your address has changed.
Today's
horoscope:
Home is definitely where the heart is today. Spend time with the people closest to you. Strengthen your emotional ties.
One year ago today:
He was just standing sadly to the side, occasionally peeking inside his shorts to make certain that his manhood was still there.
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