Christmas in January

halotolerant, your package arrived! Apparently it was delivered to someone else in my apartment complex, who then brought it to the management office. Thank you so much for the lovely presents! I'm so glad they weren't actually lost in the mail.

(For the curious: a copy of a world wars sticker book in which you dress all the people up in their uniforms, or in other worlds the coolest thing ever (there are little sticker rats to put in the trenches!), and also a copy of Jane Stevenson's novel London Bridges, which is described on the back cover as a "classic English crime novel" featuring among other things "a sixth-century manuscript of a homoerotic poem." Halo knows my tastes very, very well.)