"You can't take the sky from me..."
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How many of you got Firefly for Christmas? XD
I love my family. They seem to have this preternatural instinct for things I need as well as the usual knicknacks I'll never use. So for this year's Christmas I got, despite Amazon not sending my mother my wish list (grr argh grr):
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, Extended Edition
And not just the extended edition, oh no. The super ultra platinum uber extended edition. AKA the one with the Gollum statue! I love my mother to pieces. And now I have a Gollum statue to keep me company. :) Only now I also need to find some chunk of time to watch the extended Two Towers, which is going to be a job of work while I'm here. So much to do, so little time to do it in.
Vallejo miniature paints
I love my mother. Again I say. Because I tell her, hey Mom, I want some miniature paints, here's a website where they sell some. But no, she goes out to a gaming store and says, "My daughter is painting miniatures, tell me about paints." And she gets me, not the 2.50$ a bottle paints, but a whole 16 bottle boxed set of assorted colors of the 7-8$ minature paints. The really good ones. The ones that make the boyfriend do a Keanu and go Whoa.. Plus a small assortment of fleshtones. Because she remembered that I said "An assortment of colors, plus a lot of fleshtones."
An assortment of warm clothing
Which I hadn't told her I needed until I got down here. Because my sweatpants are starting to rip in embarrassing places. I got toe socks (and socks are always welcome); slippers that aren't quite as nice and fancy as my leather fuzz-lined mocs and which, if the dogs chew it up, no big loss; two pairs of what seem to be flannel pajama pants and a set of yoga sweats from my aunt (whom I hadn't even asked about sweats); and a warm fuzzy sweater. I'm actually wearing a pair of the pajama pants now, and they are warm. Oh yeah! And a big blue chenille bathrobe. I did need a bathrobe! Thank you mama!
Pirates of the Carribean!
I'm not sure if my mother got this after I re-wrote down my wish list a few days ago, or if I'm just getting predicatble. Yay is for Jack Sparrow goodness and listing. The rum is no longer gone.
An encyclopedia of fantasy
And actually it's a damn good one. I'm going to use it as a reference material for future stories. It goes through, not just modern fantasy, but all the way back to Shakespeare and probably beyond (I skimmed it, Shakespeare is the earliest thing I can think of offhand.
A soft and fuzzy stuffed doggy No reason, I just like stuffed animals.
A 10lb bar of Ghiradelli chocolate
There's a whole family history there with chocolate. My aunt's a chocoholic, everyone knows this, everyone gives her chocolate. Including my grandfather, who apparently decided to give her a 10 lb bar without knowing how much she had. I appropriated it. And then me and my brother took turns weightlifting with it for shits and giggles. It amused us far more than it ought to have. And no, I haven't started eating it yet. I haven't even opened it. It's just... it's too mind-boggling still.
And, of course...
Joss Whedon's Firefly
Because, dammit, you can't take the sky from me.
EDIT: I disallowed comments. Why did I disallow comments? HOW did I disallow comments? I don't remember clicking that box. Bastards.
How many of you got Firefly for Christmas? XD
I love my family. They seem to have this preternatural instinct for things I need as well as the usual knicknacks I'll never use. So for this year's Christmas I got, despite Amazon not sending my mother my wish list (grr argh grr):
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, Extended Edition
And not just the extended edition, oh no. The super ultra platinum uber extended edition. AKA the one with the Gollum statue! I love my mother to pieces. And now I have a Gollum statue to keep me company. :) Only now I also need to find some chunk of time to watch the extended Two Towers, which is going to be a job of work while I'm here. So much to do, so little time to do it in.
Vallejo miniature paints
I love my mother. Again I say. Because I tell her, hey Mom, I want some miniature paints, here's a website where they sell some. But no, she goes out to a gaming store and says, "My daughter is painting miniatures, tell me about paints." And she gets me, not the 2.50$ a bottle paints, but a whole 16 bottle boxed set of assorted colors of the 7-8$ minature paints. The really good ones. The ones that make the boyfriend do a Keanu and go Whoa.. Plus a small assortment of fleshtones. Because she remembered that I said "An assortment of colors, plus a lot of fleshtones."
An assortment of warm clothing
Which I hadn't told her I needed until I got down here. Because my sweatpants are starting to rip in embarrassing places. I got toe socks (and socks are always welcome); slippers that aren't quite as nice and fancy as my leather fuzz-lined mocs and which, if the dogs chew it up, no big loss; two pairs of what seem to be flannel pajama pants and a set of yoga sweats from my aunt (whom I hadn't even asked about sweats); and a warm fuzzy sweater. I'm actually wearing a pair of the pajama pants now, and they are warm. Oh yeah! And a big blue chenille bathrobe. I did need a bathrobe! Thank you mama!
Pirates of the Carribean!
I'm not sure if my mother got this after I re-wrote down my wish list a few days ago, or if I'm just getting predicatble. Yay is for Jack Sparrow goodness and listing. The rum is no longer gone.
An encyclopedia of fantasy
And actually it's a damn good one. I'm going to use it as a reference material for future stories. It goes through, not just modern fantasy, but all the way back to Shakespeare and probably beyond (I skimmed it, Shakespeare is the earliest thing I can think of offhand.
A soft and fuzzy stuffed doggy No reason, I just like stuffed animals.
A 10lb bar of Ghiradelli chocolate
There's a whole family history there with chocolate. My aunt's a chocoholic, everyone knows this, everyone gives her chocolate. Including my grandfather, who apparently decided to give her a 10 lb bar without knowing how much she had. I appropriated it. And then me and my brother took turns weightlifting with it for shits and giggles. It amused us far more than it ought to have. And no, I haven't started eating it yet. I haven't even opened it. It's just... it's too mind-boggling still.
And, of course...
Joss Whedon's Firefly
Because, dammit, you can't take the sky from me.
EDIT: I disallowed comments. Why did I disallow comments? HOW did I disallow comments? I don't remember clicking that box. Bastards.
