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Nov. 12th, 2007 06:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyHow did I not know that Eliza Dushku was going to be on Ugly Betty? How?
Oh, let's be honest, I don't know a lot of things these days. :P It's not that I don't care, it's that I don't feel like haunting and stalking and then hunting around for info, of which I used to do a lot of, and still do when the mood strikes. The mood is not striking as my cold has progressed. For one glorious day I felt fine! My right side didn't feel like an alien was trying to claw it's way through my throat or my ear and it was fantastic.
The next day the left side of my throat said, "hey." The good news is that my left ear decided to strike, so it's not killing me. Yay? Throat, however, is vexing. Hurts to swallow and I'm waiting for someone to come along and think I'm choking. Pretty, I know.
But that is so not the point of this. The point, my pretties, is that it's holiday card time. Muhahhaha! Yes, I really do have a spectacular evil laugh that the lot of you are deprived of. Suuuucks to be you. However, I'm digressing intentionally now.
You there! Do you want a holiday card? Yessssssss? Then you either comment and share your address, or you could email [snarkyimp@gmail.com is probably your best bet] with the same info. It'll be fun. Naturally, if you're anti-Christmas or want me to hunt down something speshul, then you should probably say, "Duh, I'm Jewish" or something else that lets me know what sort of card will warm the cockles of your dark, dark heart. K?
I promise not to stalk you and send you all sorts of shiny things just because it's Tuesday. Unless you're into that sort of thing.
Also, if you think there's a chance in Hades that I will gift you with something [and for many of you, you're well above that poor snowball in hell] then you'd do well to make sure you've got a wishlist, or you've made it so painfully clear that you would loveloveLOVE this one particular thing.
To cut out the chatter:
If you want a card, comment or email. If you're angling for a gift of some sort, get with the hinting.
It's that simple. I've got a bunch of cards, and those that have recieved cards in the past, fear not! Three new boxes mysteriously fell into my hands the other day, plus I've got an in with the Hallmark girl. ;)
I need a mail call sort of icon. I really, really do. Get cracking on that, me.
Oh, let's be honest, I don't know a lot of things these days. :P It's not that I don't care, it's that I don't feel like haunting and stalking and then hunting around for info, of which I used to do a lot of, and still do when the mood strikes. The mood is not striking as my cold has progressed. For one glorious day I felt fine! My right side didn't feel like an alien was trying to claw it's way through my throat or my ear and it was fantastic.
The next day the left side of my throat said, "hey." The good news is that my left ear decided to strike, so it's not killing me. Yay? Throat, however, is vexing. Hurts to swallow and I'm waiting for someone to come along and think I'm choking. Pretty, I know.
But that is so not the point of this. The point, my pretties, is that it's holiday card time. Muhahhaha! Yes, I really do have a spectacular evil laugh that the lot of you are deprived of. Suuuucks to be you. However, I'm digressing intentionally now.
You there! Do you want a holiday card? Yessssssss? Then you either comment and share your address, or you could email [snarkyimp@gmail.com is probably your best bet] with the same info. It'll be fun. Naturally, if you're anti-Christmas or want me to hunt down something speshul, then you should probably say, "Duh, I'm Jewish" or something else that lets me know what sort of card will warm the cockles of your dark, dark heart. K?
I promise not to stalk you and send you all sorts of shiny things just because it's Tuesday. Unless you're into that sort of thing.
Also, if you think there's a chance in Hades that I will gift you with something [and for many of you, you're well above that poor snowball in hell] then you'd do well to make sure you've got a wishlist, or you've made it so painfully clear that you would loveloveLOVE this one particular thing.
To cut out the chatter:
If you want a card, comment or email. If you're angling for a gift of some sort, get with the hinting.
It's that simple. I've got a bunch of cards, and those that have recieved cards in the past, fear not! Three new boxes mysteriously fell into my hands the other day, plus I've got an in with the Hallmark girl. ;)
I need a mail call sort of icon. I really, really do. Get cracking on that, me.
