"...but I can't save the burning birds"
Dec. 20th, 2007 11:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateYesterday, I finished pre-sorting the endless boxes of stupid rocks, and all further sortation tasks are Not My Problem. (they are a big problem, but I am not sufficiently educated in the ways of supposed quartz tools to deal with them. Go me.) I have taken the day off to do pre-christmas things and not dig holes in the ground, because I'm evil like that.
I have just participated in my part of the holiday decorating tradition, which is to say, gotten the christmas tree box out of the attic, thrown it down the stairs (the fun part), set up the tree, and put the lights on. Now my mother will go out and put all sorts of ornaments all over it, which I think is unnecessarily tacky, but that's just me. Oh well.
In the process (ok, of vacuuming the living room before putting up the tree) I almost had my hair eaten by the vacuum cleaner. Fortunately all but a few strands were rescued.
Now it is time to do other things useful.
I have just participated in my part of the holiday decorating tradition, which is to say, gotten the christmas tree box out of the attic, thrown it down the stairs (the fun part), set up the tree, and put the lights on. Now my mother will go out and put all sorts of ornaments all over it, which I think is unnecessarily tacky, but that's just me. Oh well.
In the process (ok, of vacuuming the living room before putting up the tree) I almost had my hair eaten by the vacuum cleaner. Fortunately all but a few strands were rescued.
Now it is time to do other things useful.
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Date: 2007-12-20 07:55 pm (UTC)