Monday, December 08, 2008

it's that time again

I am leaving for Florida in a couple of days. I'll be done with all my finals by Wednesday. . . Yay!

1.) Wrapping paper or gift bag? A little bit of both. I think that if I had more time (I’m at school now folks waiting for my next final so this doesn’t count) that I would make homemade wrapping paper and go all out, but Robert is the wrapping pro around here. His patience is astonishing.

2.) Real tree or artificial? No tree : ( haven’t had a tree in 3 years. There is just no time. No family to enjoy it. And I’m sure Ella would eat it : ) But we put up stockings for the dogs this year.

3.) When do you put up the tree? Someday I would like to start a tradition of putting it up on Thanksgiving or thereabouts.

4.) When do you take the tree down? Easter sounds like a good time Robin : )

5.) Do you like eggnog? A tiny sip with breakfast during December.

6.) Favorite gift received as a child? I liked getting money and making my own decisions. The whole once a year trip to the mall thing was such a fantastic idea. I have such great memories of that.

7.) Hardest person to buy for? Robert and oftentimes Scott the snot.

8.) Easiest person to buy for? My mom, grandma and Louis. I generally start finding things at craft fairs and such throughout the year. Rarely do I go out and search for something for them. Their presents always find me.

9.) Do you have a Nativity scene? nope

10.) Mail or e-mail Christmas cards? That’s not a bad idea. I don’t think I’ve ever mailed Christmas cards. Have I? Someday I’ll have time for that.

11.) Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Nothing terrible but I dare not say.

12.) Favorite Christmas movie? Home Alone!

13.) When do you start shopping for Christmas? All the time. Throughout the year.

14.) Have you ever recycled a Christmas gift? Of course. Some people are awfully nice to think of me but do not know me very well.

15.) Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Uhhh oooh umm I remember grandma’s rolls. Those were awesome, but I generally don’t eat the same thing every year.

16.) Lights on the tree? Why have a tree with no lights?

17.) Favorite Christmas song? have yourself a merry little christmas

18.) Travel at Christmas or stay home? I like to travel ; )

19.) Can you name all of Santa's reindeer (problem solved)? I probably could if I tried

20.) Angel on the tree top or a star? I think the top of the tree should be reserved for something phenomenal. If an angel or star floats your goat then go for it.

21.) Open presents Christmas morning? Throughout the year. People give me Christmas presents throughout the year and sometimes they don’t even know it.

22.) Most annoying thing about this time of the year? Too much of all the great things: Christmas music, Christmas cheer, false hope, decorations. . .

23.) Favorite ornament, theme or color? I have absolutely no ornaments. I thought about stealing our old ones from the old house but Gene had everything so freaking organized. I think if I had to put up a tree I would paint a bunch of popcorn pink and throw it on there.

24.) Favorite for Christmas dinner? Vegan stuffing.

25.) What do you want for this Christmas? My mom, grandma, brothers, dogs and Robert. But this year I’ll miss Rusty again. 3 years is too long.

26.) Who is most likely to respond to this? My mom

27.) Who is most unlikely to respond to this? The lurkers (I love you grandma!)

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

no rotten fruit please

I normally don't throw my writings around, but I'm fairly positive that this is going to be something that I'm going to pretend I didn't write later on down the road. I wrote this for a class. . . already turned it in. It's a series of haikus based on Edgar Allan Poe's the Tell-Tale Heart. If you're a diehard fan of this poem please refrain from throwing rotten fruit at me.

Paranoia kills
But only those with weird eyes
The crazy ones live

One guy tripping out
Heaven and hell colliding
Noises everywhere

Gentle, nice old man
The cute grandfatherly type
Santa Claus perhaps

Santa Claus is screwed
His eye is blue, filmy too
Blue, filmy eyes scare

Blue is unnerving
Like a bird of prey, it probes
Like ice, it splinters

The Psycho giggles
He has an awesome idea!
Death to Santa Claus!

He sneaks and creeps in
Laughing like crickets and wind
All set to murder

Dreaming of crickets
Santa Claus is sound asleep
Unaware for now

His eye seized by light
The psycho lights up the blue
As Santa stiffens

Santa's heart wakes up
The psycho hears the thumping
And gets excited

But oh the neighbors!
Time to off Saint Nicholas!
Turn his ticker off

Slice him bit by bit
And hide him under the floor
Brilliant plan I say

A knock on the door
What the hell is going on?
Just a bad nightmare

The psycho falters
He hears the heart start to beat
Can they hear it too?

A madman gives up
Too much stress to hide murder
He confesses all