So any holiday weekend that begins with the phrase "We can't see each other anymore." just screams teh suck, yes? It's been no secret I've been swinging from ecstatic to morose on a daily basis all December, only to land firmly on the side of depression Dec 22ed with that exact phrase. At that point, I came to a firm decision that I did not want to take part in any holiday gathering of more than myself. I had been asked to more than one, including hosting my own. I wanted to wallow, I didn't want to have to be cheerful, or explain over and over why I wasn't. And I did want to talk incessantly about KiSA, which most people would have tired of rapidly. Hell, I'm sure you guys are tired of it, and you only see the occasional post.
Enter some of the Best Friends Ever. There is Mark, who can always be counted on for sympathy when I need it, and to back off when I ask him. Jeff (and by extention his girlfriend Glenna) both of whom thought I should join them at their place and not be alone, but finally settled on, "We'd like for you to join us, you'll be missed. You were too good for him anyways." Never mind that he hadn't met him, and could have no idea what the whole story was, he was firmly in my camp. Let's not forget Cypher who mentioned 3 or 4 times that his mother was ok if Mark and I wanted to drop by.
And then there is Deani and Summer who stopped by Xmas day with full knowledge that I was not going to be the best of company. 2 braver souls I have yet to meet. They came over knowing it was going to be an "Isis wants to talk about her KiSA all day cause she misses him and wishes things were different, and what if he doesn't come back even though she believes that it could happen, mostly" kind of day. Like I said, 2 braver souls...
So Mark picks up Deani, Summer and our friend Tim at the BART and there was a brief exchange of gifts, during which Tim let out a fanboi squee at seeing his new Men of Falcon book, and he was especially happy when I reminded him he could take it with him and get autographs at Pride. (we never miss the Falcon booth. I bully the gay boys out of the way so Tim can get in.) Summer seems ok with her gifts, and Deanis hasn't arrived yet, for which I feel bad. We all head in to my room while Mark tries to get my new printer dock working. No joy, and eventually he and Tim leave for Jeffs despite much pleading from the rest of us.
Summer, Deani and I proceed to amuse ourselves by talking largely of KiSA and Deani's ass. Mostly of KiSA though. Then I held Deani to her promise of a relaxing back rub, and that was 45 minutes of heaven that need to be repeated soonest. Then we rolled my hair, Deani did my makeup, and we had a picture taken session in the dress I got ostensibly for my cousins wedding, but was actually because of KiSA. Deani does a fabulous job with hair and makeup. She's so creative. The pictures turned out great. Here is a
sample she took with my camera. She has the rest on hers.
Eventually Mark and Tim come home and surprise Deani in her underware while she is taking pictures of me in my dress. Good times.
So it was a good Xmas as far as the company goes. I just wish I hadn't been such crappy company for them. I do appreciate them coming over to cheer me up though. As far as gifts, I got a 5 piece luggage set, a Kodak printer dock for my digital camera, a cat clock, and some other odds and ends from my parents. Susan and Wendy gave this yummy smelling body wash from Sephora (and will be investing more money in this stuff!) and the necklace/earring set I had been drooling over at Winter Shoppingland, thanks ever so! I love it, but then you knew I would! :)
I got Desert Sons (book) and Get Backers (DVD vol 1 and box) from the Den, *hugs* and much love for that! My Sekret Santa got me The Art of Angel Sanctuary (love that!),
Jeff gave me 75 dollars from Treo Central, His girlfriend gave me this cute snowman tile hotplate, Tim gave me City of Villains so I'll be exploring the world of MMORPGs soon, so watch out. Mark and I are waiting until after Xmas to exchange our gifts.
I have a few gifts left to mail, notably
kiriko_moth's, and Wendy and Susans. I'm so sorry!