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Following the German exam, had lunch with girlwithjournal at Café Milano and then went shopping for various Christmas presents. During this time, my eye started really itching, so I kept rubbing it. And then it felt like there was something in it. So when I got home, I looked in the mirror, ( livredor, don't read this )

. Got leech's present and something for nenar, and girlwithjournal and I figured out what to get for mciac and psychopepsquad. (Well, Girl'd already gotten her part of the latter, but I may do a related gift.)

Then I went home and spent some time (though not nearly enough) cleaning the living room. I will finish tomorrow, really. My parents are coming up early Wednesday, after all.

This evening, leech and Sarah and Arjun and I had the uber-important gig in the city. Driving over was fantastic; it was so cold today that the air over San Francisco was absolutely sparkling clear, and the lights of the buildings were bright gold, and the black silhouettes were crisply defined shapes against the greyer sky. And the Oakland docks were all lit up, too. The gig itself was really fun, as well, because it was a relatively small party of very importantish people (some high-up people in Ford, apparently), and singing in such a good quartet is always nice. And the people appreciated our singing. The gig was at the University Club on Nob Hill, so it was all very posh.

We've conceived a tentative plan to busk with carols at some point this week, and just possibly actually make some money. But even if we don't make money with the busking, we'll still have a good time.