I've been fondling the gifts to me sitting under the christmas tree. Rhyming ends here. I think my brother's gotten me a cd cleaning kit. There's something disk-like in it, and there's what could be a bottle of cleaning fluid next to it. My parents have gotten me what feels like a hiking pack. I'm going to murder them if this is true. I hate things with messages, especially something like a christmas gift, something that's supposed to be totally devoid of all message.