'Twas the night before Christmas...

So it's Christmas Eve, and I'm down at the old homestead place for the holiday. It was not without some trepidation that I came, given that one of my most vivid memories of life down here before college was how utterly cold it got in my room of a winter night. Plus, I had to shift about half the contents of my room off the bed, due to attempts to rummage through the boxes and find things that left my room something of a disaster area.

The last couple of days prior to today were spent largely in a paroxysm of computer game playing, as my attention was claimed by first Serious Sam and then Populous: The Beginning. Along the way, I also managed to get some chores done, including the last of my Christmas shopping. (I was stunned at how long the lines were at Walmart at midnight on the 23rd. I mean, midnight, you don't expect the lines to be six people long.)

( Today's doings. )

It's funny...it used to be that Christmas morning went on forever, with all the gifts and things under the tree. Now it seems like it's over in just a short time, and somehow less satisfying than it used to be. But I guess that's par for the course when you're an adult instead of a kid.