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socks and chocolate and gas money
AIDS
Lots of books, and not much else. Funnily enough, that also sums up what I got for other people this Christmas.
>>6
Books are only good if they will be read. Or if they have really neat covers and recipient has a stylish bookshelf full of other awesome-looking books.
Somewhere a tree was murdered for your book.
New chair! Hopefully my butt will feel more comfortable on it which, in turn, will make me a more likeable person.
The old one was so flat I could feel the screws. And it was making a creaking noise from a slightest movement. It was too deep for backrest to be usable when sitting upright, so slumping was the way to go... Or shifting from one buttock to another, or putting your own feet under them as a cushion. But all that would provoke creaking and more creaking. Surely, it wasn't a torture in a sense of specialised devices that are designed to bring suffering and agony to its occupant, but it was a constant mild annoyance, one of those that slowly occupy your mind.
I just got money. I used it to get some cheap whiskey and a Sanae Kochiya plushie, and a new bed.
>It was too deep for backrest to be usable when sitting upright, so slumping was the way to go
That happened to my old chair right before it broke. Now I'm sitting on an old folding metal chair.
It's not the most comfortable but at least it won't break and cost $5 at a garage sale.
>>12
Having spent most of my early years loosening folding (albeit wooden) chairs, I would say that my increased mass would make a quick job of any such chair even with a decreased wiggle.