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What a nice, stable day.

I got a decent amount of sleep (though the alarm woke me in the middle of a really good dream, grr), made a decent breakfast, got ready, and then Joe showed up, without warning but totally welcome, of course, and we spent some time together and went for a walk (yay exercise) before I had to go to work.

Work was alright, too. I read stories, and I read a book, a book about the plague. And I hung up my new bulletin board -- my desk feels more mine now, somehow, with that up there. It was an alright shift, and I read almost all of the A1 copy before it hit proof, and I even got a compliment from city desk on a headline I wrote, so that was cool.

Yay for smooth days.

Easier to give than to receive

Joe set our spending limit for Christmas today, and he gave me a list of things I can get him (which I'm sure I'll puzzle over for a while, wishing I could get him everything).

And then, he asked me what I want for Christmas.

Is it bad that I'm stressing 'cause I don't know what I want?

I mean, I can come up with things I need. Gift cards, mostly, for clothes and apartment furnishings, stuff like that.

But remember when you were little and you could easily say, "the thing I want more than anything is..."? Like "I'll just die if I don't get a Cabbage Patch Kid," or even "geez, I'd really like a PlayStation." That one thing, or maybe a short list of things, that isn't socks-and-underwear practical, but it'd be really nice to have, something you'd really like but maybe wouldn't want to buy for yourself, or maybe you just haven't.

I haven't a clue. Really. I can't think of anything. All I've come up with is a few DVDs. I'm aiming for a big list, things ranging in cost from $5 to $150, just so I have a nice variety of options for anyone buying for me. And I just can't come up with much. It's maddening.

Oh, hey, by the way, speaking of Christmas... did wE ever pull names for a sEcrEt Santa this year? If so, could someone (Sarah Beth?) tell me who I'm supposed to be buying for?