In Which Aishuu Celebrates The Season

Merry Christmas, all.

I got the cell phone I needed (not surprising, since my mother and I picked them out together) and all the gifts I gave went over well. We did a really light Christmas this year (about five gifts each), but it's enough. Along with the cell, I received some nice jewelry, White Citrus B&B gel and body spray, some gorgeous scarves, and a gift certificate to Dress Barn.

My older brother is acting Really Weird. I can't describe it to someone who doesn't live with someone with serious mental illness, but... I'm kind of afraid of him (again) and for him. There is something not right but I have no clue what. And I can tell he's really suffering, but his peculiar behavior is upsetting everyone.

For me, the holidays aren't the holidays unless someone comes mentally unhinged. *sighs*

As for yuletide, I am amazed at how well my gift giver did. The Loved Girl is exactly the kind of Skip Beat fic I like to read... and I can't say enough good things about the style of the piece. I really appreciate that the writer understands how structure can make a piece.