19 December 2005

Don't fear the reaper

I imagine that a plague has hit the state of Ohio, rendering all civilization destroyed. That's really the only reason I can see for why no one has been blogging or commenting or breathing in my direction lately. I can't even get spammers to hit my page.

For those who are alive, I settled the great gift debate earlier this week. The end result was a birthday gift of tickets to the Trans-Siberian Orchestra (yeah, I didn't think it was my sort of thing, either, but it turned out to be pretty enjoyable!) and a custom designed t-shirt for Christmas.

I've been receiving several (intentional) hints as to what to expect as my Christmas gift. I was shown the corner of a white paper bag, presumably from the store at which it was purchased. He produced bright pink tissue paper, which I'm told was pushed on him by the sales girl at this "girly type" store. And his good friend (a girl) claims that it's "the best gift ever" and that she, in fact, wants my gift if I don't.

Having not been to a mall in months, I am completely lost. Ideas?

2 comments:

TMerch said...

Well I'm glad to know that I didn't miss a nuclear holocost. :)

I did get my gift on Tuesday and it's fantastic - a matching hat and scarf from the GAP. It was a great surprise, and I'll be getting a lot of use out of it over the next two weeks as I travel to Boston and Ireland!

Happy holidays to all!

Calvin said...

Um... damn... I was hoping you would get a helper monkey.