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wFriday, December 01, 2006

It's that time of the year when I dread going out & feel doubly sorry for myself, but at the same time get (mildly) excited for the New Beginning. In line with the fuss, I try to make silly wishlists, & I ask for my friends' rendition in turn. Whether or not my silly wishes get granted immediately or a year after (or sometimes NOT AT ALL, much to my dismay) putting them in writing makes me feel less anxious. So let's swap. Haha. I promise to make my list as outrageous as possible. Should be fun.

But so far, here's what I DON'T want to get:

NO notebooks or photo albums
NO candles (unless scented &/or really pretty)
NO figurines or jars
NO ugly pouches or boxes
NO t-shirts with awful prints (unless you consider rock shirts ghastly, & in this case I'll gladly wear Slayer/Pantera)
NO silly calendars (but the one with yoga poses in Fully Booked's good)
NO cheap makeup — OK, I'm sounding pretty bitchy again — or dusting powder, & what other lame have you, like paperweights!
NO sex toys (gagu ka AJ hayup wahaha)
Most definitely NO fruitcake, either.

posted by Andalusia at 12/01/2006 08:58:00 AM