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i think i feel progressively less and less like the holidays have arrived every single year. as such, i'm completely amazed that tomorrow's christmas eve. hrr.

oh well. doesnae mean i won't be making more goodies to take over to Spaz' family's house. which will be fun.

and i'm even prouder to report that none of the items being made came from any of the books spotlighted in The Gallery of Regrettable Foods. except for that lovely lard and sheep intestine jell-o mold i was planning on casting the instant i get home this evening...

in other news, the weekend was alright. went to Juri and Greg's party Friday evening after work. was okay. re-met Kya, as she mentions in her LJ. met a bunch of other people who i hadn't really before, and whose names i'm sure i'd completely screw up if i tried to list them. and of course, Shinji_-kun was also there. many people were very, very, drunk, and a very Special time was had by all. it was too bad that Puu was not there, for i had no chance to destroy her with my mighty fop-fu. d'oh. (although Shinji_-kun made a nice stand-in, for he whipped out lyrics to No Doubt's "Don't Speak" [which is definitely on my list of songs that most make me want to stab splintering wooden sporks deep into my eye sockets] and began tunelessly intoning them in my general direction, thusly forcing me to whip out "Handsome Devil"...>D)

ohohohoho.

rest of weekend was okay. except for scary chase by stupid angry!man in big black Dodge Ram pickup truck. but i'll leave that alone for the moment. also, Joe Strummer is dead. happy christmas?

perhaps more later...? if not, for anyone celebrating either religious or secular customs, and for those not celebrating either...have a nice next couple of days. but don't assume i won't be here, because i may well surprise you with my lameness dedication...

oh, and you'd better make it back safely. else i shall find you and kick your arse. *.*;;;

also, i got kissed by a cute girl this weekend. and you didn't. so nyah. XD