Letter to Santa
Dear Santa,
Hi, this is Greg O'Neill. I've been relatively good this year. I've given people rides. I've picked up hours at Arc. I've cooked for my students in Spanish Club.
Here are some of the things I would like for Christmas.
New Levenger notebooks. Not an absolute necessity, but some new Levenger notebooks would be nice! I could start writing Lost Emerald. Or, rather, I could continue to work on Lost Emerald in the Microsoft Word file. Lost Emerald is a story idea I've literally been carrying around in my brain for the last sixteen years. It would finally be a story about the college experience through my eyes. I was all ready to start on it in the summer of 2004, when I abruptly changed course and wrote Free Country, the 1950's road novel about four friends from college traveling from Illinois to Pennsylvania. Fairly free of conflict, but to some extent reflective of my college years. In a different time.
I don't absolutely need new Levenger notebooks. I have started on this narrative in a word file, which I have saved to my flash drive, and got a lot off my chest when I had a bad day.
New Star Wars pajamas.
I just saw Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker. I'm prepared to receive backlash for liking it. I like John Boyega. I like Daisy Ridley. I like Oscar Isaac. I like Carrie Fisher, and how they managed to use footage, convincingly, to bring her to life once more. I like Adam Driver. It was interesting that not only did I get to like his acting, but I got to like him. Like, see the dimension of him that we only glanced at in Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens, when with weary eyes he told his dad he didn't want to be torn anymore. He almost got to go home with his dad. He almost got to have a normal life back. Episode VII was the most heartbreaking, and remains my favorite Star Wars film of all time.
On that note, I would also be happy to get Star Wars The Force Awakens or Star Wars The Last Jedi on Blu-Ray combo pack.
Season 1 of Succession.
Access to Sara's Netflix to watch Murder Mystery, rewatch The Good Cop, and 6 Underground.
The Barnes and Noble gift card. (Not a requirement. But I do want to get that book by Captain Phillips, the book by Kamala Harris, the book I Am Malala, the autobiography Grateful American by Gary Sinise, and Every Day is Extra by John Kerry.)
The Best Buy Gift Card.
The Target Gift Card.
If possible, the Cinemark Rave gift card.
I'd even take the Bed Bath and Beyond gift card.
I'm not the type to be selfish. But I've spent several hundred dollars over the past month on presents for family and friends. As Paul McCartney and The Beatles said at the end of the Abbey Road album, in the end, the love that you take is equal to the love that you make.
Chance Simpson got me sixty cans of Peace Tea as my Secret Santa in 2018.
I know not to expect all of those gift cards from all of those places!
For the record, I already did take very good care of myself by buying myself Season 5 of Chicago Fire from Best Buy.
Plus, the Jason Platt graphic novel Middle School Adventures, which I used a chunk of the Barnes and Noble gift card from last Christmas to buy.
Both of those gifts together costed less than the new pajamas I just got at JCPenney for my sister Jen! And the pajama bottoms were marked down 50 percent! Seven dollars off of the Chicago Bears shirt that I got her.
I would also like to be able to finish Greatest Hits Volume 43 in time for the trip to Beardstown for the Lady Tigers Holiday Tournament.
I would also like to make it to the Lady Tigers Holiday Basketball tournament with dad.
Thank you so much!
Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!
Gregory O'Neill
Hi, this is Greg O'Neill. I've been relatively good this year. I've given people rides. I've picked up hours at Arc. I've cooked for my students in Spanish Club.
Here are some of the things I would like for Christmas.
New Levenger notebooks. Not an absolute necessity, but some new Levenger notebooks would be nice! I could start writing Lost Emerald. Or, rather, I could continue to work on Lost Emerald in the Microsoft Word file. Lost Emerald is a story idea I've literally been carrying around in my brain for the last sixteen years. It would finally be a story about the college experience through my eyes. I was all ready to start on it in the summer of 2004, when I abruptly changed course and wrote Free Country, the 1950's road novel about four friends from college traveling from Illinois to Pennsylvania. Fairly free of conflict, but to some extent reflective of my college years. In a different time.
I don't absolutely need new Levenger notebooks. I have started on this narrative in a word file, which I have saved to my flash drive, and got a lot off my chest when I had a bad day.
New Star Wars pajamas.
I just saw Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker. I'm prepared to receive backlash for liking it. I like John Boyega. I like Daisy Ridley. I like Oscar Isaac. I like Carrie Fisher, and how they managed to use footage, convincingly, to bring her to life once more. I like Adam Driver. It was interesting that not only did I get to like his acting, but I got to like him. Like, see the dimension of him that we only glanced at in Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens, when with weary eyes he told his dad he didn't want to be torn anymore. He almost got to go home with his dad. He almost got to have a normal life back. Episode VII was the most heartbreaking, and remains my favorite Star Wars film of all time.
On that note, I would also be happy to get Star Wars The Force Awakens or Star Wars The Last Jedi on Blu-Ray combo pack.
Season 1 of Succession.
Access to Sara's Netflix to watch Murder Mystery, rewatch The Good Cop, and 6 Underground.
The Barnes and Noble gift card. (Not a requirement. But I do want to get that book by Captain Phillips, the book by Kamala Harris, the book I Am Malala, the autobiography Grateful American by Gary Sinise, and Every Day is Extra by John Kerry.)
The Best Buy Gift Card.
The Target Gift Card.
If possible, the Cinemark Rave gift card.
I'd even take the Bed Bath and Beyond gift card.
I'm not the type to be selfish. But I've spent several hundred dollars over the past month on presents for family and friends. As Paul McCartney and The Beatles said at the end of the Abbey Road album, in the end, the love that you take is equal to the love that you make.
Chance Simpson got me sixty cans of Peace Tea as my Secret Santa in 2018.
I know not to expect all of those gift cards from all of those places!
For the record, I already did take very good care of myself by buying myself Season 5 of Chicago Fire from Best Buy.
Plus, the Jason Platt graphic novel Middle School Adventures, which I used a chunk of the Barnes and Noble gift card from last Christmas to buy.
Both of those gifts together costed less than the new pajamas I just got at JCPenney for my sister Jen! And the pajama bottoms were marked down 50 percent! Seven dollars off of the Chicago Bears shirt that I got her.
I would also like to be able to finish Greatest Hits Volume 43 in time for the trip to Beardstown for the Lady Tigers Holiday Tournament.
I would also like to make it to the Lady Tigers Holiday Basketball tournament with dad.
Thank you so much!
Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!
Gregory O'Neill