Merry Christmas everyone, by the way

Certain things really depend on context sometimes. For example, this week I sent a present to a fourteen-year-old girl I've only met once.

But she's my cousin, so that's okay and not creepy. She's interested in photography, and has a real talent for it. When we spent some time together in Scotland she tried out my Good Camera. I can't provide her with a high-grade camera to play with more, but I can - and did - send her a good book about photography so she can learn more of the principles behind it.

According to her grandmother, she was very pleased with it. This pleases me. (Her grandmother gave it to her for me, because I didn't have Cousin's address, whereas I had my great-aunt's address and know she sees her regularly.)

(It's more-or-less coincidence that it arrived on Christmas Eve, based on when I got around to ordering it, but hey, Cousin can have an extra, surprise Christmas present.)

I hope everyone has a good day today. If you celebrate Christmas, I hope your celebrations are joyful and if you don't, have a good day anyway.

So here's the thing...

A few days ago, all over the world, PS3 fanboys felt a pang of grief and horror, and didn't know why.

This was why:

Dean gave me some sparkly kitty stickers. Naturally, I promptly applied some of them (plus a butterfly, a flower, and a love heart with a flower IN it) to the sleek black menace that is my PS3.

I like how my girly PS3 sits against my ungirly game stack - my sparkly kitty stickers go so well with Demon's Souls, Assassin's Creed II, Battlefield: Bad Company, Batman: Arkham Asylum and Need For Speed: Undercover.

The "girliest" game I have is a tossup between Lego Batman and Guitar Hero: World Tour.

Meanwhile, in category: This May Be A Sign Of Recovery, I want to start writing a roleplaying campaign again.

(I also want to get back to working on writing fiction, and stuff like that.) When I go to my parents' house today (to return their car) I may retrieve a couple of my gaming books.