notes from underground

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it, and happy feelings to those who don’t as well!

I was up at the ungodly hour of 6:40 AM, thanks to the commotion caused by Gryphon discovering a stocking full of dog treats in the living room. Bad dog… Clever dog, but bad dog. It was the first Christmas in memory where everybody was up by 7am, but we made the most of it by opening stockings right away and opening everything else by 9:30, thus cleverly maximizing our time to enjoy new acquisitions ^_^

Best christmas presents ever: Complete Calvin and Hobbes on one side (presuming I can lug it back to college, it’s HUGE!) and Virtual DJ Pro on the other… every feature I’d ever wished VDJ included, VDJ Pro does. Adam is a happy, happy music freak!

I got Kip the PS2 game Shadow of the Colossus, and despite having a glitchy controller he’s been enjoying it muchly. I feel successful in my gift-giving, moreso because Mom and I gave each other the same book - John Hodgman’s book The Areas of My Expertise, featuring a list of 700 hobo names available on mp3. It is glorious.

In summation, Merry Christmas, and w00t for loot!

The author wishes it to be known that, yes, he is kicking himself for that last line. Sorry. ^_^