I feel christmassy

Okay, today I have:
- eaten mince-pies
- sung Christmas songs
- sung Christmas carols
- watched while my dad drilled holes into a Christmas tree in a valiant effort to get it to stay upright while swearing at it and calling it a son of a camel O.o;; (it leans forwards slightly still, but that just lends it character)
- untangled all the Christmas tree lights
- decorated the Christmas tree and
- read my secret santa gift fic at merlin_the_elf (which is made of awesome, btw... read it, read it). My fic has also been posted, but I am sworn to secrecy... although there are at least two people who will be able to tell immediately.

I've also done research for my dissertation, but that is not Christmassy and therefore shall be overlooked as beneath this season of joy and festivity. (Although, when reading Tolkien criticism the comments scrawled in the margins are win. Honestly, the people reading the essays know far more about the books than the people writing them sometimes [and there was someone who thought that the Sam&Frodo parts of RotK and TTT were more interesting than the Aragorn/Gondor/Rohan parts and the actual war... ?!?])

Dude, it finally feels like December