Calloo Callay!
Okay, so it's snowing rather dangerously outside (again) and I still have to go to work tomorrow, but you know what? I don't really mind. Because because because I managed to get some decent Christmas presents for my amigoes, who were the only ones left for the shopping. Now they just need to be wrapped and mailed away. So I don't have to go outside until, well, 5:15 tomorrow morning, BUT tomorrow is my last day of work for the next five days! I'm going to do my best with my fleets and my trainee tomorrow and bid the Transcentric world a fond goodbye, so I can return to a giant mess on Monday, but that's okay. And my brother and sister-in-law come tomorrow and I'm excited to see them. I better wrap Stephanie's presents before she gets here, since we are the designated present wrappers and last year we had a large wrap-a-thon in my room, and it would be awkward to wrap things in front of her, and between you, me, and the floor, I've had enough awkward to last me quite a while after Saturday.
No, you don't need that story.
So now I will sit back and relax in the warmth of the house, and enjoy snow and Jeremy Clarkson screaming about brake horsepower, as if I understand any of that. I do enjoy his similes and metaphors.
And tomorrow when it's cold, I will have my brazen tart thoughts to keep me warm. Though, I will admit, they kind of drive me to distraction. Teehee.