Just to get it out of the way: it was mostly a Christmas Eve disease, with a few scattered moments of feverishness on Christmas Day and persisting nose-stuffiness. Nothing really worth writing home about.

Of course, I'm not writing home. I'm writing to you people from home. But still: it was hardly worth troubling you about.

Anyway, because I don't ( Read more... )

For those of you who aren't aware, I'm a Christmas Child (or at least an X-mas child, depending on how big on Christ you are or are not. Me, the X just looks ugly). December 20th, 6:00 AM. That's me.

Which has it's pluses and minuses. The minuses include the fact that my birthday, and the fact that one year, Basil and Calvin combined birthday and ( Read more... )