So last night my mother decided that it was the perfect time to ask me for my christmas list. Because in her eyes, the earlier she's done shopping, the better life is. She usually waits at least until Halloween to ask, but this year she's starting even earlier. Crazyness. I don't have any remote idea of what I want this year. At least, what I can ask for. Because I enjoy doing lots of shopping for myself, but that's a lot of impulse shopping.