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What I got for Christmas: I got a pile of stuff from Swiss Colony, mostly sweets, from my mother. In fact, she bought pretty much everything I suggested. I thought that was nice of her... I can't possibly eat all this, though.

I spent four hours yesterday walking around the mall, around all the clothes racks, looking for a jacket to replace the one which is starting to fall apart. After all that, I didn't end up buying one, which I suppose is punishment enough. Let's face it, they just don't make the kind of clothing I'm meant to wear.

The Apple Store had a huge photo of a crowd of gingerbread men wearing iPods. I imagine the unconscious symbolism of this was lost on the average Mac user.

Haven't yet decided if I look more scary or pathetic compared to others in the mall. Will have to eat more coins and mushrooms to get my Fear level up. Saw myself in a mirror while I had my jacket off; the 'flabbing out' story is growing less versatile.

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Watching Fear and Loathing again, the one with the commentary by Hunter Thompson (thanks, Jimmy). Thinking to myself, "Hunter was this tremendous personality to whom nobody could deny anything. But he's dead... now I'll never get to meet him. Who else of his caliber is even around now?" and then another part of my mind answered, "You know, I suspect you're the kind of person other people will try to meet, instead of the other way around." To which I responded, "Oh, great."