Count your blessings instead of sheep
If you’re worried, and you can’t sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you’ll fall asleep
Counting your blessings
Bing Crosby, White Christmas
- My father
- His limitless computer wisdom
- My mother
- Her lasagna
- My sister—you’re one in a million, Jessie
- My warm and comfortable home
- This beautiful town and its amazingly nice people
- The ocean
- A good job waiting for me in SD
- Tea
- My health
- All of my friends: from Coast, from UCSD, from everywhere else
and most of all
Happy Christmas to All, and To All a Good Night!