If the person that you sing to can't provide the wassail...

I can't entirely figure out where my time keeps going, I guess to busy things and poking at people but I have so many phone calls to return and my room is a mess and I'm sorta freaking out about my bank account and I feel like I'm losing touch with people because I'm not allowed to text at work and I can't seem to get online and I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be inattentive, and I think of you all so often and how I could be a more proactive LJ and online person.

I also keep fantasizing that I get to have a winter break like I did back in high school, two weeks without having to do anything, but no. No, it is not to be.

But at least I managed to get my giving tree presents on time. Just barely.

My feet hurt so much whyyy.