December 23rd, 11:50 | Sleepy Monday

Unsurprisingly he hasn't called. I care kinda, but more because I'm curious as to him (I know nothing about him!) and about the process, than because He Hasn't Called. Mehn.

In other news, I killed our Christmas tree this morning. Rummaging around under it for the Godzilla poster PseudoBrother sent me for Christmas (which is now happily plastered on my cubicle wall) I knocked over our tree. I broke an ornament possibly more. I'll check the damage when I get back. I just hope that isn't an omen of something. I feel so stupid.

Apart from that, the day's been pretty quiet. Been playing chess online -- I really, really suck. It doesn't help that the server is so flaky either, which means I flicker in and out of games. *sigh* But yes, I really must play more often. My uber-suckiness upsets me.

(And on that oh-so-cheerful note, I felt I should record that I lost three games of airhockey in a row on Saturday. I really, really need to improve my game. All of them. All games. Improve my games? Can you say that?)

I think it's obvious at this point that I need more toblerone. And call, damnit! ...Well. Once I'm at home. You know.

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