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AlbertJayNock

Christmas In February

Elle and I exchanged Christmas gifts today. I know, Christmas was over a month ago. It's a long story, and even if I wanted to take the time to tell it, I couldn't because I don't know all of it. 

Anyway, I got her a book, some DVD's, some lady stuff, and a couple of stocking stuffers. She got me some books from my Amazon wish list, specifically
Those were some cool presents!! I was especially happy to get the Pol Pot biography. It has been ranked highest on my wish list for quite a while now, but nobody has ever gotten it for me. I have a theory as to why. I am like a little kid when opening Christmas presents, to an unbelievable and probably embarrassing extent. I'm sure there have been a lot of times when my brother or sister briefly considered getting it for me, but then formed the mental image of me holding up a biography of Pol Pot  on Christmas morning and going "YAY!!!!". That probably dissuaded them.

She told me she really wanted to read the Pendarvis book, but felt bad about doing that before she gave it to me. I am planning on reading the Pol Pot book first,so maybe I'll loan it to her. After making her promise not to tell me anything about it, of course.

Since I started this entry, I got e-mail from Elle thanking me for the gifts. She told me she used some of the lady stuff (lotion, to be specific),  as soon as she opened it. It's hard to express thanks more sincerely than that.

This was the best Groundhog Day ever. All thanks to Elle.

Comments

Awesome post! :)

"She told me she used some of the lady stuff (lotion, to be specific), as soon as she opened it. It's hard to express thanks more sincerely than that."

Definitely. :)

"I'm sure there have been a lot of times when my brother or sister briefly considered getting it for me, but then formed the mental image of me holding up a biography of Pol Pot on Christmas morning and going "YAY!!!!". That probably dissuaded them."

...I can certainly see why that would be disturbing. I'm sure it would be an interesting, if extremely painful, read, though.

Also, I wonder if David Horowitz has seen that documentary by Evan Coyle Maloney.