My team lead at work made me brownies - and they're making their way around the office today, after this pretty nightmarish weekend. While the weekend was nightmarish in terms of hours, I really felt like I was flowing into my work, understanding the code as it flowed into my brain.

I don't even see the code anymore - I just see blonde, brunette, redhead . . .

Some people asked me about what kind of presents I got - now, many people that know me also know that I am very hard to shop for, since I don't like crap cluttering up my place any more than I can help it. My aunt got me a vegetable peeler, a whisk, and some squarish neon silicone tiles that gnfnrf insists are used for putting hot metal objects on tables. I'm inclined to agree with him, but they're still a little freaky. My mom got me a digital camera (!), and the results of my lackluster photography will soon be available for the whole world to see. She also found me a Bill Hicks DVD that makes Mr. Hicks look like the lost Bridges brother, and a book called Clean Like A Man - so far, the book is pretty funny.