Wait, 2009 is over?!
Writing a cheque for January's rent was like computer programming. A lot of 1s and 0s on one cheque.
Sadly, our company is gone. 2009 is gone. Christmas is gone. And school looms, taunting me from the future with its French grammar and weird German professor.
However, since I am behind, my Christmas 2009 tenue:
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Thrifted girl's dress, Cyril's AA parka, scarf stolen from Fabian, Granny's old gloves, Sears tights, Ebay boots.
My family's Christmas outfits and their lovely, shining faces! I miss them.
Cyril and the Christmas kitten, Mango. I can't get enough of him.
Happy 2010. We will see each other very soon.