So Christmas Day is over.

It was a nice day. The family celebration started at around 10pm on the 24th, had a six-hour sleep break, then went on 'til 10pm on the 25th. The food was absolutely amazing and the people were pretty cool. For the first time in years, all four of my siblings were there. And, the aunts did not have any squabbles. I got pretty awesome gifts: a custom-made cue stick from Ate; my favourite perfume from DJ; clothes...

But I received my best gift this Xmas during the six-hour break.

I couldn't sleep that night (and if I were to be honest with myself, it's mostly because it's this season that I miss Velma the most and that generally keeps me up at night). So I got online, checked my Facebook, made some moves on Scrabulous, and POPed my email. I got a letter from My Ultimate Favourite Comic Book Graphic Artist* (it was Jeph Loeb 'til I saw this guy's work)! I had written to him a few days back, asking if he could design a tattoo for me. And on that email, he said "yes"! I swear I was hoping around on my bed for a full 5 minutes. Then I called Pa3k and screamed the news to him. This was at 3:30 in the morning.

I'm still reeling over that.

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* I won't write his name because it would be awful if he suddenly got people inundating him with tattoo requests.

Tags: geekery, good days, life in manila, pointless posts
coordinates: manila
state of mind: mellow