• Mood: hopeful
• Music: 17 Valjeans from around the globe, each with a Gavroche

"Chance is the fool's name for fate!"

The last few days have seen Joanna in total bummy mode. Complete with unbrushed hair in a messy ponytail, large flannel shirt, and old holey jeans. Comfortable, yes, but it doesn't make a girl feel very pretty. I think that tomorrow I will take a little more trouble with my appearance. Especially since I will be leaving the house and going farther than the Safeway down the street.

I wrapped a bunch of presents today that are going to be sent to Texas.

The following is a present for Erica, if it works:

I'm not sure why.

I am reading a book of short stories by Neil Gaiman called Smoke and Mirrors. It is very good. One of the stories is about an old woman who finds the Holy Grail under an old fur coat in a second-hand shop.

Christmas is coming. We've now got all our decorations up. There are even some presents under the tree, because we got our package from Grandma Smith yesterday. This year, in addition to the presents, there were two Tupperware containers, three dark pink washcloths, a Christmas dishtowel, a jar candle, two tree ornaments, and two packets of dip mix in the box. That's about par for the course.

I think I will go back to my book now.