I'm finishing up my cards tonight. Anyone else want one? Comments are screened.

This is a second call for addresses, if anyone wants a Christmas card. Overseas? Not a problem. We barely communicate? I don't care. This is about me sending out mail and you getting some. It's fun. Anyone can play.

If you want one, let me know. It's cool. I don't promise it will arrive by Christmas; I'm old school, and don't consider the whole Yuletide thing to be done until 12th night (Jan 6th). You should have the card by Jan 6th. Or 7th. Or 17th. You should have it by February, at the latest.

March if you're overseas.

Comments screened, so where you live is a secret from everyone but me.

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I came to work this Christmas Eve, when everyone else seems to have taken the day off. I'm taking all the days between Christmas and New Year's Day off, but Christmas Eve seems like a waste of vacation time when you take into account that we get early dismissal, anyhow.

The 8th floor was completely dark when I got off the elevator at 8:30. I had to find where the light switches are. I made a pot of coffee, and because I hate waste I will have to drink the whole thing and thus should be wide awake should I decide to take in a Christmas Eve church service tonight. Since I have a 40 mile drive home, it wouldn't be a bad idea to make a pit stop at the Lady's Room before I leave this afternoon, after drinking all that coffee. Still, I'm up to the task. There aren't a lot of things I can do well, but I make a damn good pot of coffee, to the point that I won't drink from a pot made by anyone else (other people on my floor always put too many of too few grinds in the basket, and can't be trusted).

My Christmas cards were mailed out on Monday, and should arrive in everyone's mailboxes on or around New Year's Day. They may be "late" as far as you all are concerned, but I'm very impressed that they will be postmarked before Christmas, which makes them "on time" in my book.

( Peace, love, joy, and all that other jazz… )

Alas, the holidays are upon us. Soon, the world will be aglow with colored lights and tinsel and fake greenery and fake cheer. We might as well face it, because it can't be avoided.

And then there are Christmas cards. They are, I'm afraid, a guilty pleasure. I like getting them. I like sending them. When there are a lot of them in my mailbox, it makes me feel as if people really do like me. Like I matter.

I can't be the only one like this.

If you would like a Christmas card, whether it be because you think they are pretty or because you want to create the illusion that you have a lot of friends, I'm willing to do what it takes to help you. Leave me a comment with your address (and a name that, even if it's not real, the post office will deliver to), and I'll put you on the list. Comments are screened and no one will see them but me. Alternately, you can email me at neanah_e@yahoo.com with your address.

If you have a post where you, too are collecting addresses and I seem to have missed it, let me know and I'll hunt it down. I think Christmas cards are pretty, and they create that I have friends to care enough to send me mail. :)

Overseas? No problem, I'll just put a of couple extra stamps on the envelope. In jail? Not a chance.

Who wants one? Because I'm making my card list now. If you gave me your address last year, I still need it again because I am too damn lazy to go looking for my post from a year ago. For all I know, those people have either moved, unfriended me, or both, and I'm not waisting a stamp on them.

I need a name the post office will recognize, an address, and if you live outside of the United States, a country. Also, let me know if you want a copy of my No News is Good News Christmas Newsletter.

Comments will be screened. If you don't trust the screening thing to work, you can email me the info at neanah_e@yahoo.com.

If you want a Christmas card and you didn't give me your addy yet (or you can't remember if you did), please comment here... (screened)