I don't really ask for things for Christmas since a while because my computer fills nearly all my needs.
I received a nice pullover from my godmother, a pair of nice socks and a fancy shampoo from my grandmother, "grand cru" chocolate from an aunt, a book about people in Japan deciding to disappear because they disappointed their family from another aunt, a nice T-shirt from my sister, a thriller book from my other sister and, from my mom, a "relaxed" shirt, fancy soaps, three pairs of socks made at 75% of bamboo, two of them having mustaches as a pattern and a box of
geomag (really wasn't expecting this last one, I made a nice little sphere with them, it looks cool).
We being a big family and my mother being very generous with gifts mean I receive a good amount of gifts every year, and this somehow makes me feel guilty and spoiled. But well, I guess there's no way to stop it.
Oh and briefs.
