a belated merry christmas and happy holidays to those who made santa’s “good” list. the rest of you can just sit there and appreciate your lumps of coal.

i would go into a seriation of what i got for ex to the em-ass (that translates to “x-mas”, for those of you who are not jay-z or snoop dogg), but i think it suffice to say that i am happy with the limited amount of items i received. let’s just say that i can now browse the internet in the comfort of my own bedroom and that i can finally tell time by a means other than constantly having to ask the person standing next to me.

my older sister is back from victoria for the holidays and we trio of sisters have picked up right where we left off — and that is fighting over the bathroom, waking each other up in the morning with loud phone conversations, and stealing each other’s garments of clothing that haven’t been nailed down.

growing up in a house where pets were not allowed, i’ve never really enjoyed having a cute animal in my home (unless you count my younger sister on her good days). my older sister has brought her hedgehog from victoria and it has proven to be a lively addition to the family. he makes noises every night when he’s tearing his pad apart, throwing his food out of his cage and leaving little pooplets for my sister to scoop up the following morning. she heard that hedgehogs like to play with empty toilet paper rolls, only to have the one she gave him ripped to shreds. i should have figured that even a hedgehog would protest against the use of humans’ toilet riffraff as toys.