And the little tree is in my room now. It's making me miss the Pawtucket House of Couch and the phenomenon of heat included in the rent.
And as I decorated it I watched the X-Files Christmas episode (the one with the ghosts trying to depress Mulder and Scully to death by exposing how lonely they are with psychoanalysis, not the one with the Scully-spawn and the woman killing herself in the bathtub... know what? X-Files is not such an upbeat show.). This episode gives me joy. JOY!! And so very 'shippy. Man, if those two are not the industry standard for UST
I am now jonesing for cheesy and yet non-sucky X-Files Christmas fic. And Christmas cookies. Both of which I could, I suppose, make myself, if I was less lazy.
-- Little Red, Writing Useless Posts To Accentuate Your Friends' Lists Since 2003.