Elfs

As if I wasn't already in the holiday spirit, I can now get updates directly from SantaLand via Discontented Elf - reported by an actual 'seasonal employee' of a major New York department store. I've also decided that I will be getting my parents a picture of me sitting on Santa's lap for Christmas this year.

Last night, I did something I had never done before - and I did it on my computer. (And no, it didn't involve meeting someone online, planning to hook up with them, getting to their apartment, and then realizing that their picture was taken 15 years ago). I actually wrote a letter (ok...an e-mail) to someone that I had no intention of sending. It was oddly cathartic - but utterly frustrating. I don't know how people can do this on a normal basis. After I wrote and edited the text - I broke. It was composed. It was clear. It was good. I just couldn't resist. I closed my eyes and pressed 'SEND'. At least the good thing with e-mail is that you don't have to run to the mail box and try to fish your letter out with a coat hanger or camp out until the postman comes and try to bribe him to give you the letter back. Nope. With e-mail, there is instantaneous fuckage. Hooray for technology!