I'm all stressed out about Christmas. I know people don't really care what I get them, but for some reason I feel so center-stage, as if my presents are what will make or break everyone's holiday season. In reality they only make or break it for me, and it's only the gifts I give to others, not the ones I get. I'm usually pretty happy with whatever I get.

I'm trying to post more photos on here. Here is my adorable stuffed leaf:



I'll try to post more soon. I'll also try to not assume that no one has read this blog just because no one comments -- I read and love personal blogs but never comment. So it's possible. I'm trying to be more positive.

I have a "counselling" appointment with a doctor tomorrow at the campus clinic. It's a pain in the ass because I am still waiting for my medicare card, which expired in August (long story) and this means that I will have to pay for the appointment myself since strictly speaking I'm not currently covered under our "universal" healthcare system. I'm interested to see how much a 20-minute appointment actually costs. Interested and disgusted in advance.