I honestly don't know if my package has arrived or not. if it has, my Santa probably thinks I'm a jerk for not saying anything about getting it. but.. I have an excuse. a.. note from my mother, even.
my mother complicated my life a few weeks ago.. she says... via email.. if you get any packages you didn't order, don't open them. that was the only hint I got. she's nearly 80 so we'll excuse this, I'm sure it made sense to her but it left me in a kind of weird position, since I was unsure how to determine whether they were something I had ordered without opening them first. So from that point on I ordered the stuff I needed to open and wrap for other people in code.. I renamed myself. sorta. so.. everything that's come from a mail order place since then, addressed to one of my more normal name-versions, I wrapped in the shipping box and tossed under the christmas tree. I don't even know if these packages are actually meant for me..

but I'm pretty sure I didn't order them. and I'm pretty sure at least some of them are from my mother.
I guess I'll figure it out sunday.
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