can_be_more: (princess leia snowsuit!aeryn)
Aeryn Sun ([personal profile] can_be_more) wrote in [community profile] fandomtherapy2005-12-01 05:30 pm

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Explain this holiday to me now, please. You know the one. The one with snow and trees and overweight men in bad suits with worse facial hair. I'm new! I don't know these things!

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Lots of presents!

Why are you turning white?

You wake up on Christmas Day, and there are presents under the tree. And in your stocking. And if you're really little and your parents think you're dumb, there's presents from Santa.

And you have to give people presents too.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Depends on the relationship. If they're your dad, you get them ties and golf clubs and nice Italian shoes. If they're your friend, you get them gift certificates to Bergdorf's of if they're one of the million people you promised a pony. If they're a boyfriend, that gets trickier. You're supposed to get them something they'd like, but wouldn't get for themselves.

I never really got that part.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
I should say he'd love whatever you get him here, shouldn't I?

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
*slips a pillow under your head*

You could always *ask* him what he wants, but most of America would tell you you're supposed to read his mind and get him the perfect gift.

At least he's supposed to do the same thing in return. What do *you* want for Christmas?

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, guys are weird that way. Get him socks. And clothes. Boys need that stuff.

You don't know what you want? *blinks*

Want to borrow my list?

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ask Callynanders & Bridge. If they can make a toaster hit on people, they can do anything.

Nothing? Not more leather? or boots? Or gun stuff? Or, I don't know, chocolate?