Dear Die-ary...

The constant dread of Christmas worsening as it nears... I knew that I had been inprisoned by time, ruled by time... There was no escape from the festive season. All that I had been fearing came to me in one huge blow, for you see... It was Christmas morning.

What could I do? I knew that I would be tied up and brought down sooner or later, and so I decided that the easiest way was to go down. Of course, I took my hamster with me, as he has his own presents downstairs.

Quiet. Too quiet. I was left in the silence, amongst oddly-shaped gifts. Penfold ran about the table, completely ignoring the tunnel-castle I made for him, gnawing at everything in his path (once or twice, this was me). I watched him as he wrestled with a wooden-carrot, until my Mom came inside. "You're up!" she squealed, even though I was, to be quite correct, down. She went on to try to persuade me into opening presents, to which I declined the offer.

Needless to say... I did eventually open them, for others hounded me. One of the not-so-bad presents was a Creative Zen (for those who haven't a clue what they are, they are an alternate form of iPod). The picture at the top there^ is what I set the background to, but I don't know why. I really don't. But, these things are pretty decent. After several hundred installations and downloads, causing my computer to crash a couple of times, I managed to get the Invader Zim pilot and the episode "Rise of the Zit Boy" on there. Sound also! That pleases me goodly. Unfortunately, they are small, but heavy. Unnaturally heavy.

One really pointless and random present was a singing reigndeer. I mean, WTF, it looked so sad, and it sings, "Santa Claus is coming to town", 4 times when its hand... HOOF... is pressed. And not a happy version of the song, either. When my Mom caused it to howl its lament, I buried it under a bag of bread, and demanded to know why I have received this horror. Her excuse was that in her shop, they sell them, and she wanted someone to experience the depression caused by this monstrocity.

Oh well, I have my birthday in 13 days anyway. And so I shall demand some Zim-related gifts. I mean, I asked for some for christmas... but only... 2 or 3 days... ago. NO MATTER, for I have my Dibby-Zen.

Now I shall create my annual Vampeep Christmas special (Fancy that, a christmas special is done annually!). So good-bye.