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Realm: Various
Dec. 23rd, 2020 05:47 pmSubrealm: Presents
Having received two presents with no sender listed in as many days, I half-wondered whether someone was doing the world's most extravagant secret Santa routine. It turns out, though, that the painting of the North End was ordered by my brother, and the giant box of grapefruit and juicing oranges by my Dad.
Today's addition was the box of chocolates, but in this case, my Aunt actually managed to get her name on the label. So double yay! I mean, in retrospect I didn't need to ask [M] to pick me up some chocolate at the grocery store this morning...especially since she came back with a bar the size of a decent-size book...but oh well, CHOCOLATE.
Subrealm: Phone
After sleeping on it, I decided to adhere to my philosophy of "repair and reuse whenever possible", and sent my iPhone off to Apple for servicing. This involved a good deal of metaphorical hair-pulling, especially since any number of the steps on the way required me to enter something into the phone, when the phone was the whole problem... but I eventually prevailed.
Subrealm: Beer Reviews
Southern Tier's Old Man Winter: an unexpectedly, possibly inadvertently good facsimile of English beer. I ordered another six pack this evening. The Beer Cellar would have brought it out to me, too...if I'd been able to text them to let them know I was outside, which I couldn't, because my phone is in the hopefully-capable hands of UPS. (see above)
Harpoon's From Nova Scotia with Love: I'm like legally obligated to check out any Nova Scotia/New England crossover product, so I purchased this winter-ale-with-spruce-tips last weekend and tried it on I think Sunday night. I should have saved it for Christmas. It tasted like Christmas. And alcohol poisoning.
Having received two presents with no sender listed in as many days, I half-wondered whether someone was doing the world's most extravagant secret Santa routine. It turns out, though, that the painting of the North End was ordered by my brother, and the giant box of grapefruit and juicing oranges by my Dad.
Today's addition was the box of chocolates, but in this case, my Aunt actually managed to get her name on the label. So double yay! I mean, in retrospect I didn't need to ask [M] to pick me up some chocolate at the grocery store this morning...especially since she came back with a bar the size of a decent-size book...but oh well, CHOCOLATE.
Subrealm: Phone
After sleeping on it, I decided to adhere to my philosophy of "repair and reuse whenever possible", and sent my iPhone off to Apple for servicing. This involved a good deal of metaphorical hair-pulling, especially since any number of the steps on the way required me to enter something into the phone, when the phone was the whole problem... but I eventually prevailed.
Subrealm: Beer Reviews
Southern Tier's Old Man Winter: an unexpectedly, possibly inadvertently good facsimile of English beer. I ordered another six pack this evening. The Beer Cellar would have brought it out to me, too...if I'd been able to text them to let them know I was outside, which I couldn't, because my phone is in the hopefully-capable hands of UPS. (see above)
Harpoon's From Nova Scotia with Love: I'm like legally obligated to check out any Nova Scotia/New England crossover product, so I purchased this winter-ale-with-spruce-tips last weekend and tried it on I think Sunday night. I should have saved it for Christmas. It tasted like Christmas. And alcohol poisoning.
