All of the entries in my unit’s poetry contest have been taped to the wall, and they are everything I expected and then some. I’m really tempted to take pictures and post them here to share the horror; also, I wonder if anyone could guess which one is mine. Perhaps tomorrow.
To be done:
Finish my Down the Chimney Affair fic.
Start my Yuletide fic. (AIEEEEEEEEE.)
Buy present for Secret Santa gift swap.
Acquire ingredients for mulled wine, and possibly a crock pot or other container in which to prepare and serve it at this Friday’s office party. (Would my electric wok be okay, or is that too stupid for words?)