*praises the gift gods* Wrapping and writing are all done. At the Christmas tree's feet are a pile of gifts. None are for me. *shrug*

I want a cell from Santa. My cousin..the bastard has one here I can easily acquire, but no, one of her stupidass leeching relatives wants it - for free. I'd pay for it. Bah. Negotiation will take place i necessary and I will steal the deal. Course that's if it can work here. If the idiot doesn't buy it.

Tired, sleepy, pissy mood.