_,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,_,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'- Today, me and my friends held our annual Secret Santa tradition. Like every year, my bot for it had bugs, and, like every year, everyone seemed to have great fun. I love watching their faces on video, laughing and tearing through layers of decorative paper. Everyone puts a lot of heart into their gifts, making them personal, adding homemade stuff like drawings or cookies, picking stuff they know the other person will like. For example, I got an amber, cute lava lamp. Such a thoughtful gift that made me very fuzzy inside, because I always wanted one and I mentioned it to my friend. Once. Many months ago. And she remembered! Other presents were very neat too: a pair of bunny slippers, a roll of camera film, a handmade doll and a small skeleton guy my friend immediatelly loved and decided to name Richard. Last two weeks were cold, dark and awful, but now I feel much better. Things like this remind me I have my place in this world, filled by the best people. _,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'-.,_,.-'~'-.,__,.-'~'- ________________________________________________________________________________ Gophered by Gophernicus/3.1.1 on FreeBSD/amd64 13.2