This could be love. Love for fire.

narfzz @ 11:36am: Dec Update
I'm doing what I do best. Updating my lj instead of getting some serious work done at work. Work has been kicking my ass big time. It's been busy and I've been feeling so tired after work. All I want to do is sleep but I can't seem to get enough sleep no matter how early I manage to make it into bed. Ugh. Well, enough bitching. I wanted to update on the fun things. :)

So December has been fun.

I decorated a Christmas tree for the first time ever. Granted it wasn't mine but I had fun doing it with vodkaattwoam and her nephew. This is me and nephew, showing off his Christmas ornament he made in third grade. :D

I went to a Neil Gaiman signing at Agnes Scott College and dragged two other friends with me. We got there a little late so we were stuck in the overflow room where we had to watch him read and be awesome on a huge screen. Which I didn't mind because I think it's all kinds of amazing just to be in the same building as him. :D So he agreed to do a signing after his presentation and won't leave until he signed everyone's book. Let's do the math, there's 600 people. He agrees to sign one book that we bring and another if it's purchased from The Little Shop of Stories (local bookstore that won the Halloween contest that brought him to middle-of-nowhere Georgia in the first place). That's two books a person which is a total of 1200 books he agreed to sign. We were at the end of the line. IT TOOK SEVEN HOURS! We didn't leave until around 1:30am, but managed to get a creeper picture with him as he signed our books.

wickedkiwi @ 4:02am: And that's how Sue Cs it

I'll need to see that set list for Sectionals after all. I want it on my desk warm from the laminator at 5:00 P.M., and if it is one minute late, I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat. And then, on some dark, cold night I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face.

wickedkiwi @ 6:37am: Of Holidays, Drunkenness, and Travel
Here is what I remember about Christmas Eve: Champagne. I remember pink, bubbly, delicious champagne. I remember that my glass was never empty for long and never full for long and that everything got fuzzy around the edges after the first glass, nevermind the seventh or so. I remember food. And opening presents. (Sort of). I remember sending my mom a somewhat coherent email on my iPhone, followed, later, by a totally incoherent email to Paula that read, "I contthinnk o Have every Bren Gus drunk." Actually, I don't remember composing that email so much as receiving her totally WTF response later on and me going WTF did I type. I also remember getting really sick and K tucking me in and then passing out only to wake up in the middle of the night WANTING TO DIE. That set the mood for the rest of the day.

It took me about two days to feel normal again. I don't know how people get drunk all the time. I AM NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN.

Anyway, the day after Christmas was spent at Lea's playing on the Wii before hopping on a train back to Lyon. This was a lot of fun. I had a good time overall. I enjoy being around K's family. The hangover, while thoroughly unpleasant, was, at least, an experience. (NEVER AGAIN!)

Friday we leave for FL and next week for PR. I am excited about seeing my family. I can't believe it's been two and a half years already. I'm not as excited about the flying. I hate flying. I spend the entire flight in a state of panic. So I'm halfway between excited and freaking out.

In the meantime, I'm back to playing WoW. I need to get back to TBSOL and finish the damn thing. So close to the end. I don't know why I can't seem to write this chapter. I've rewritten the first paragraph so many times it makes my brain hurt to think about it. But it has to happen that I finish it, so I will. Maybe I'll find inspiration in FL or PR or at 35,000ft. I'm looking forward to going to Barnes & Noble. Oddly, besides my family, I think B&N may be the only thing I miss about the US. That, and having friends.

I'm trying to come up with a good resolution for 2010. I'm not usually one for resolutions, mostly because I know I won't keep them. Exercise more, finish TBSOL, stop being so damn shy. These are the goals that carry on from one year to the next. It is frustrating to be frustrated with yourself. There's so much I want to do and so much that I'm not doing.

But anyway. Back to Norwegian goats.

axedmoon @ 1:19am: Journey
One day love will find you;
break those chains that bind you.
If he ever hurts you,
true love won't desert you.

You know I still love you
though we touched
and went our separate ways.