i am really tired. we're really busy at work this week, which would be great if it seemed like anything was getting accomplished. i feel as though we've been running around in circles, which is a lot more exhausting than knowing exactly what you're supposed to be doing at all times. and then i get home from work and i run around my house trying to figure out what i'm doing in terms of christmas decorating, which is fun, but also tiring. we got the tree tonight. he's not au natural, but still handsome. he's spending the night in hillary's car since i am lacking a hacksaw and not really wanting to try to cut off an inch of stump with one of my regular handsaws (i did this last year and it took entirely too long). while putting up christmas lights last night in my bare feet, i stepped on a plug, which has somehow resulted in a really gross blood blister in the bend of my big toe. i don't know. oh, so this afternoon, since i was let out of work a little early, i decided to put up the hooks for the exterior lights. so i take out my little step stool and i venture outside, only to discover that i had grossly underestimated the height difference between the top of the step stool and where i had wanted to put the hooks (above the light fixture and across all the stoop roof joists). i'm at least a foot too short, even on the top step. the only way this could be remedied is either to borrow the ladder from work (probably over this weekend), or to get my dad to do it (he's probably going to have to come over anyway since i can't get my automatic light to not be an automatic light anymore). at any rate. the music tapes are going to be here in two weeks (i think, still waiting for more information), and that's a crazy wonderful thought. i'm so excited. it's going to be the most fun and i can't wait. tickets for the easthampton stop on next year's holiday surprise tour went on sale this week and i have purchased one. also, i might be going to the show at the knitting factory in brooklyn! oh man. i hope i can go. it would be wonderful to be able to go to two of the holiday surprise shows. i wrote a little bit the other day in the memo pad on my phone. if ever anything were to happen to me and someone were to find my cell phone and go through the weird things i have written in there, they would think i am one strange cookie. i suppose i am. i don't understand why i was writing on my phone instead of an in a notebook. it is not as though i don't always have four with me. anyway. i'm pretty sleepy and cold and i've been reading an old collection of charles dickens' christmas stories (which does not contain a christmas carol) and i like to read in bed so that is going to happen now.