I’m still way behind on my Christmas shopping, but yesterday we got our tree, put up decorations and the Christmas lights outside, and watched A Christmas Story and White Christmas.
For some reason last night, instead of dreaming of sugarplums, I dreamt I was looking through a video/dvd catalog, but all that seemed to be listed were depressing German artsy-fartsy psychological mysteries, bizarro Canadian Mountie movies starring Ernest Borgnine, and what seemed to be hundreds of soft-core porn flicks directed by Viggo Mortensen.
When I got up this morning, two tree ornaments had been broken by the cats. I need some coffee.
December 12, 2004
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