All I'm saying is: Merry Christmas to meeeeeeeeee, people!
I stayed up crazy late last night (like, midnight! This is unheard of for me.) trying to make a dent in my current book but it's slow-going. Very, very good. Just slow-going.
What's that? I have nothing to do today except eat The Precious and read? Sounds like a plan. If you need me, I'll be camped out in front of the Christmas tree with my coffee.
