Dear Santa:
Dec. 14th, 2007 03:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
d_aulnoy... it's been a very good year.
So it's hard for me to figure out what to ask for. But, as you of all people well know, I'm a greedy little fuck, so ....
1) A book contract, pliz. I wrote a good dissertation, and I'm proud of it, but for the love of all that is holy (Amusing ETA: this was originally "wholly," which makes a certain non-traditional kind of sense, but which was, nevertheless, edited to make a slightly more conventional and thus more recognizable kind of sense), I would very much appreciate the willpower to teach a 2/2/3 load while still revising said dissertation into a book and then sending said revised dissertation out to publishers, where it will be accepted and feted and well-reviewed and loved to bits. And sold heavily.
2) More awesome students. I love my students, as everybody knows: they are my little tiny darling dears (regardless of age, creed, gender, etc.), and anybody who screws with them (from coworkers who want to date them on down the line) is going to have to go through me first. But, no matter how many of them I have, I could always use a few more passionate, well-spoken, out-spoken, enthusiastic ones.
3) More time for family and friends and loved ones. Also, possibly, a larger travel budget and some tips on what the swithe to get them all for the holidays, since it's not like I've had the time to do my holiday shopping or anything.
4) A pony? Well, no, not seriously, because our yard (we have a yard! the hell? I didn't even ask for that one last year! thanks, Santa!) isn't big enough. But any and all shiny things, masks, perfumes, dollhouses, smelly candles, tiny cunning things, scented lotions, art-nouveau-ish things, books, book recommendations, etc., that you care to bestow upon my greedy little head and hands will be more than welcome.
5) Peace and safety and love and happiness and joy and health and wealth and more joy for all those I hold dear. Because, all superficiality aside ... what else matters?
Love,
Me
P.S. - Should this be the year that you come through on that pony, I'll find the space. Promise.
So it's hard for me to figure out what to ask for. But, as you of all people well know, I'm a greedy little fuck, so ....
1) A book contract, pliz. I wrote a good dissertation, and I'm proud of it, but for the love of all that is holy (Amusing ETA: this was originally "wholly," which makes a certain non-traditional kind of sense, but which was, nevertheless, edited to make a slightly more conventional and thus more recognizable kind of sense), I would very much appreciate the willpower to teach a 2/2/3 load while still revising said dissertation into a book and then sending said revised dissertation out to publishers, where it will be accepted and feted and well-reviewed and loved to bits. And sold heavily.
2) More awesome students. I love my students, as everybody knows: they are my little tiny darling dears (regardless of age, creed, gender, etc.), and anybody who screws with them (from coworkers who want to date them on down the line) is going to have to go through me first. But, no matter how many of them I have, I could always use a few more passionate, well-spoken, out-spoken, enthusiastic ones.
3) More time for family and friends and loved ones. Also, possibly, a larger travel budget and some tips on what the swithe to get them all for the holidays, since it's not like I've had the time to do my holiday shopping or anything.
4) A pony? Well, no, not seriously, because our yard (we have a yard! the hell? I didn't even ask for that one last year! thanks, Santa!) isn't big enough. But any and all shiny things, masks, perfumes, dollhouses, smelly candles, tiny cunning things, scented lotions, art-nouveau-ish things, books, book recommendations, etc., that you care to bestow upon my greedy little head and hands will be more than welcome.
5) Peace and safety and love and happiness and joy and health and wealth and more joy for all those I hold dear. Because, all superficiality aside ... what else matters?
Love,
Me
P.S. - Should this be the year that you come through on that pony, I'll find the space. Promise.