I am laughing evilly right now, although not out loud, because my mom has just informed me that our neighbours have not moved, or otherwise failed to erect the giantest, tackiest, brightest Christmas display known to man. It's up, and I have a good digital camera with a fireworks/Christmas setting, so believe me, there will be pictures. Nobody ever believes me when I tell them just how absolutely godawful this house is, and now you can all see it for yourselves!

I'm irrationally excited about this. Maybe this means I don't have enough to do?