Y'know....

There is something very soothing with rolling paint between your palms, them slamming your hands down onto pristine white tissue paper.

I'm making wrapping paper, of course. Mom had nothing but white tissue paper. Which is boring. So I'm un-boring it.

I was startled to find that, apparently, it's tradition for the tenants at work to give the desk personnel money over Chrissy holidays.

This is good, otherwise my family wouldn't have money for Chrissy dinner, or other necessities for the next week.

*grimace*

I have, however, gotten ALL my Chrissy shopping done. Yay, me. I did something with paint this year. Got a sun catcher (purple dolphins!) and used the paints left over to paint little globe candle holders. The 44 cent ones from Wally world. They turned out well, if I do say so m'self.

Y'know, I could come to hate ramen.

Have juice. Life is good.

Hrm.

It's always those last minute things....

Right. Eons ago, it seems like, there was going to be a small gathering of females in St. Louis, to celebrate New Years. It was going to have alcohol, and talk of fic, and probably general mayhem.

Sadly, some of these plans have fallen through.

However. I still have a reservation for one hotel room (occupancy four, but we can stretch it to 6 if we want *innocentlook*), for next weekend (29th and 30th, the Saturday and Sunday). So, if anyone wants to come visit me in St. Louis, I shall be happy to accomodate you at the Fairfield in Collinsville, where they have a hot tub and pool.

And the only catch is that I have to work Sunday morning 8am-4pm. So, if you can drive, I might loan you my car--if you don't have your own with you.

Any takers?

I need to know by *checks* Friday, at the latest.

I'm still planning to check out local arcades, and other places. I may even convince mom to let me bring people home to use the computer, so we can scare people online. ;)