It is 3:30 am. I must wake early for paper and finals studying.

But first- I redid my personal gallery, In Focus.

Inside:

-new layout.
-various new pics of me, including me being a sluttbomb gothwhore.
-lots more pictures of my nutty friends.
-12 shots of me as Joan of Arc.

Going to bed!

Last night, I dreamt that I was cast as Hamlet in a play. No matter that I am female and have never actually read Hamlet.

I just woke up from a particularly enjoyable nap. It was my second attempt at a nap, really, as the first time, two minutes after I lay down, I realized tht I had forgotten to drop off a paper in the mailbox of a professor's office across campus. I got up, got dressed again, and trekked.

As I emerged from the huge double doors, of Baker Chapel, it was like entering the realm of the Snow Queen. You see, McDaniel college is built at the top of the tallest hill in Westminster. From where I stood, I had the most amazing view: there was just enough of a clearing between buildings that I saw the entire town, softly glittering, covered in snow. The day was eerily quiet, and the trees that shook gently in the wind were covered in a thin new skin of ice. The once powdery snow, now brushed over with the cold hand of night, shimmered like a sea of tiny diamonds. As I slowly made my way down the ice-slick cobblestone path, I was grateful for the new railings, themselves already covered in a thin sheet of ice as smooth as glass. Even the hardy blades of grass that had fought their way up through the snow looked like miniature ice sculptures.

It was utterly gorgeous. I had myself some gingerbread cookies when I made it back to Blanche, then let myself indulge in a catnap.

I'm about to go echange presents with some of the people I love the most. Life is good.

The gift exchange was a success. Rac looked mucho of the hot in the cool shirt and jewelry that Heather and I bought for her, Heather had a ball with the poseable Monsters Inc. doll that Noble got her, Paige started pouring through a Poppy Z. Brite novel, Aster sucked a fish and gazed lustfully at her "Intercourses" cookbook, and Mark snickered at Dan Savage.

Noble thought it was funny to get me a gigantic Legolas poster. My room decor is white christmas lights and artsy fartsy stuff, like black and white photography, masking taped pictures, and China Inn menu scrolls. So, the huge marketing behemoth should fit right in, no? ;)

Heather and Rac went to Bell, Book, and Candle to get my my first tarot deck and how-to book... the goddess tarot. I got at 2003 Buffy calendar, and a "the best of Maxim" edition with lots of half-clad beauties.

But I like giving gifts. It makes me all warm on the inside. It's my favoritie part of the holidays.