Damnit I've been struggling with a merry christmas email for y'all in this last hour, and the stupid thing doesn't let itself be written.

I just keep re reading, laughing, grimacing, and deleting the whole thing.

I'll leave it for tomorrow. That is, if Bel consents to allow me to have the computer for some time.

We don't fight over the TV remote, we fight over who Reins Over The PC.