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Christmas Eve catch-up... Worked a double today w/ a side of holiday pay tomorrow. Drove one of my residents to his folks place in Rhode Island. Assembled an Ikea gift to another resident. Overall a pretty quiet Friday.

So Xmas. I've never really enjoyed the holiday. It's been a holiday that has always reminded of St. Valentine's Day. The true sentiment of the holiday is lost in favor of buying (or trying to buy) the love of others. Maybe I'll celebrate the unofficial birthday of Jesus by folding laundry or buying Margaret, the Shakespeare reading homeless woman a sandwich and a cuppa tea on my way to work. Perhaps money and time better spent... AP is nevertheless receiving a pair of rockin' slippers as insurance against cold feet in bed.

One of the interesting points of my past week was being approached by my brother about my giving him guitar lessons. During high school I'd left a clunker around tuned to an open chord for his three year old self to 'practice' with. Ten years later we stop over to Sam Ash and pick up a very handsome electric/acoustic nylon string . I'd learned on one and the advantagesa were gaining muscle memory on strings kinder to mine (and his) inherited eczema on hands and fingertips. Tomorrow after setting up his iPod we'll probably have his first lesson. I'll save my discourse on scale theory abstractions until next month.