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Snowed under!
Nom, nom, nom... Here I am, eating my way through these lovely snowflake cookies! Huge thanks to
leo_draconis,
cassie_black12,
ohnvm,
micolerose,
faithwood,
katelinmr,
lotus_lizzy,
jtsbbsps_dk,
moonlitdark,
sesheta_66,
3whiteroses,
dysonrules,
nolagal,
okydoky,
fireflavored,
treacle_tartlet,
delorispea,
phoenixacid,
lolafalola,
brissygirl,
stellamoon,
pink_mint,
alaana_fair,
tray_la_la,
tari_sue,
nuclearsugars,
loikifan and
alovelycupoftea!
I'd also like to thank
rage_it for the super-cute penguin and
silentauror for the 2nd degree burns.
I absolutely adore virtual gifts, so these were (almost) all a wonderful treat!
I'm sorry I was so Scrooge-like in my gift-giving yesterday, but karma felt I hadn't done enough stupid things in one week and decided I should break my big toe whilst kicking a door open wearing fuzzy purple slippers (sadly, NOT the steel-toed ones) and shouting at my husband.
Honestly, the argument was an important one...it was all about...er...well, whatever it started with, it quickly detoured off into the familiar waters of ALL of those things we ALWAYS dredge up whenever we argue, know what I mean? Yes, I can almost see the nodding heads out there.
As a result, by the time I'd sat down at the computer, my toe strapped up in Christmas ribbon (I'd run out of Micropore), with a bag of frozen peas precariously balanced on it (my icebag sprung a leak, and Mr Bump wasn't cold enough from the fridge), I wasn't feeling very full of the Christmas spirit.
But if fanfic teaches us nohing else, it teaches us about the merits of amazing make-up sex. (Although usually sans a broken toe, which is something I will not ever be taking for granted again.)
Finally, I'd like to say thank you for all of the wonderful fic, art, recipes and laughs which have been popping up on my computer whenever I turn it on. I love my flist. Thank you all. I'm off to the doc now...
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I absolutely adore virtual gifts, so these were (almost) all a wonderful treat!
I'm sorry I was so Scrooge-like in my gift-giving yesterday, but karma felt I hadn't done enough stupid things in one week and decided I should break my big toe whilst kicking a door open wearing fuzzy purple slippers (sadly, NOT the steel-toed ones) and shouting at my husband.
Honestly, the argument was an important one...it was all about...er...well, whatever it started with, it quickly detoured off into the familiar waters of ALL of those things we ALWAYS dredge up whenever we argue, know what I mean? Yes, I can almost see the nodding heads out there.
As a result, by the time I'd sat down at the computer, my toe strapped up in Christmas ribbon (I'd run out of Micropore), with a bag of frozen peas precariously balanced on it (my icebag sprung a leak, and Mr Bump wasn't cold enough from the fridge), I wasn't feeling very full of the Christmas spirit.
But if fanfic teaches us nohing else, it teaches us about the merits of amazing make-up sex. (Although usually sans a broken toe, which is something I will not ever be taking for granted again.)
Finally, I'd like to say thank you for all of the wonderful fic, art, recipes and laughs which have been popping up on my computer whenever I turn it on. I love my flist. Thank you all. I'm off to the doc now...