- A nice new shirt, a nice new sweater, a nice new scarf knitted by my mother in my school's colors (hoorah for the red and black, et cetera).
- A new wallet. Mine was falling apart.
- A few chocolates and candies.
- A daily calendar of cartoons from the New Yorker.
- Season 4 DVD of Homicide: Life on the Street. YES.
- Original cast recording of Spamalot. Should be fun, I've never heard it.
- A Thousand Splendid Suns, by Khaled Hosseini.
- A Library of America collection of writing by Saul Bellow (Herzog, Seize the Day, Henderson the Rain King).
- The Best American Nonrequired Reading of 2007. This is a great annual anthology of fiction and creative nonfiction. I love it.
- Dreamsongs Volume I, by George R. R. Martin. Woot!
- Art Out of Time, a collection of comics by virtually unknown authors from 1900-1969. So cool. My girlfriend gets so many points for this.
A wonderful assortment of gifts, all very much appreciated. I also took particular pride in what I gave to people this year. Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the Shore and the new Ween CD for my brother, the first three volumes of the Suikoden III manga for my sister (she's just gotten into anime, and I'm trying to gently nudge her towards something of a bit higher quality than Naruto; of course, she already loves Avatar, and that's a great show, so she's hardly hopeless), C.S. Lewis's The Four Loves for my mother, and an up-to-date and illustrated edition of The Elements of Style for my dad. Sent my girlfriend a necklace: pale green amethyst on the end of a very fine silver chain. Hopefully she likes it as much as I like the book she got me.
Happy Christmas, all.