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[giddygeek]

Seriously, I don't know who gave the weather permission to dump snow on my head in fairly-early November, but it was not cleared with me, and I'm very unhappy. Except for how it gave me the perfect excuse to curl up in the warmest PJs ever, and made me really think about how little time there is before Christmas.

And since for the past three winters, Christmas has meant SeSa, I have letters to Santa!

Hello, Yuletide Secret Santa! I reread my requests after I got my assignments and winced and thought, oh no, was I too specific? If I was, feel free to ignore me and write whatever you want in whatever fandom. I'm guaranteed to a) forget that I'm getting a story in exchange for giving a story and b) love whatever I get once I'm reminded I get something because eee! a story! just for me!

DWNOGA Secret Santa, A and B apply to you too. As far as what I like goes...I'm easy. Also, obvious. Read any two of my stories and you know my tastes pretty well. The only thing I didn't mention that I can think of is, I like present day and future stories a little more than babyfic stories.

My hands are so cold that I feel like I'm going to shatter my fingers if I type too hard, and so it seems time to turn the heat up a little and go to bed so I can get up early and scrape/shovel out the car. Yay, I love winter, good night. ;-)

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[callsigns.livejournal.com]

Some of us are exceptionally jealous. Some of us spent their childhoods in Alaska, and got all used to snow. Some of us now live in LA and get no snow. OOH JEALOUS!

Please eat some freshly-fallen snow in a toast of some of us.

[giddygeek.livejournal.com]

Oh honey, you don't really want me to do that, do you? Have you seen the color of snow these days? *G*