Note to self: try to get a copy of the December 26th issue of InTouch. Ransh, baby.

…..ugh. Bad gender-switch fic. *twitches*

So. Um. Monday night we lost heat. Tuesday afternoon a man came from Strine and now we have heat, but he needs to come back and replace a switch. Since he didn’t return yesterday, it will apparently have to be ordered. Luckily, we have a service contract, and we’re still under warranty, so we’re covered.

Yesterday we went to Chapp’s for a late birthday dinner for Mom. That was nice. Aside from that, the day kind of sucked.

Sunday pretty much sucked, too. The sister and her fiance came bearing presents for more than just my mom, which, well, were unreciprocated, since I, having not exchanged gifts with her for a few years at least, wasn’t expecting to have to this year. And I’m starting to think that John is actually kind of an asshole with spurts of nice. Or. Nice-scented weirdness, at any rate.

I’m debating adding “House” to my Netflix queue. The main character seems to be kind of sarcastic and people-hating, which may actually make up for the whole doctor thing.

Is it sad that the thing I’m most looking forward to on Christmas is getting my Crimbo stocking in KoL? ……it is, isn’t it? Figures.

sounds like ashlee simpson, “l.o.v.e.”