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Happiest Christmas Eve to all.

Wore pjs to work, got to leave early, went hot tubbing, ate an omlette. Very good day all around. Now I'm celebrating the holidays the real way: Firefly!

Hope no one's lonely this year and hope everything is peaches and rose petals.

31 Days 'o' Blog Special Fun Features

Today! In History!: 1777. Kiritimati discovered by Captain James Cook.

Quote of the Day: "Man's wobbly little mind isn't equipped for hauling around the great unknowns." [Mendelshon Peet]

Bizarre Fact of the Day: Phoradendron, the scientific name for American mistletoe, means "thief of the tree" in Greek. Although not a true parasite in scientific terms, mistletoe comes close, sinking its roots into a host tree and leeching nutrients from the tree to supplement its own photosynthesis. How bizarre.

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The Final Word: K; Miss you, hope there's snow there, C.

Memory Tripping

I got the computer up and running today. It's a comforting old friend on this day of being with family and loved ones. I stuck on an old playlist I dimly recall creating and the memories come flooding back. I'm only two decades old, you wouldn't think I could have so much nostalgia. It's like the old time sepia video footage, with all the crackles and pops left in. The memories rise unbidden; sharp, vivid and vengeful. Enough to make me cringe, usually. It hurts, but I'll be okay because I don't have any other choice. What is done can never be undone, and wishing isn't going to change it.

There are so many people I'd love to see right this very instant, but I think I'll settle for just being able to see them again.

But then there are those who I can't see again, not really. Not unless I close my eyes and cling to the memory. A wisp of music or a familiar smell.

The other side of the coin. Memory. Painful and mean and enough to make you cry, but really the only thing we've got sometimes. Good and bad. Balance. *whew* C'est la vie.

Deep thought is exhausting. It's time for my favourite Christmas tradition: the long winter nap.

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Quiet day at home was nice today, if a little too quiet. Adam baked pies, so everything smells nice.

Also, McLovin' is a grinch. He hates Christmas almost as much as he hates behaving. What an obnoxious cat.

I have the next three days booked up with people and activities and plans and work, which is going to hopefully rustle me out of this tendency to exhaust myself with thought. Here's hoping for 'wacky escalation Saturday'. Haven't had one of those in a while. Idiocy hurts, but sometimes it's just the thing I need to brighten my day. Schadenfreude and all that good stuff.

My hair smells so pretty. Not like pie, but still good.

31 Days 'o' Blog Extra Special Super Features

Today! (In History): 800. Coronation of the Holy Roman Emperor, Charlemagne.

Quote of the Day: "They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad to realize I'm going to miss mine by just a few days." [Garrison Keillor]

Bizarre Fact of the Day: The first written reference to Christmas trees dates to 1531, but the idea of fancy trees dates back the Roman festival of Saturnalia. How bizarre.

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The Final Word: I've been recently thinking about future careers, and I think I might have an idea... More to come on this if I'm not just going crazy and I actually have an inkling as to what I want.