All I want for Christmas:

The parents asked me to put together my Christmas list. It is definately the most boring Christmas list I have ever created. I just don't want to be accumulating lots of stuff here, only to leave it behind when I move on in a few years. I like to pretend that I travel light, although the people who helped me carry my luggage up the hill from the bus station to my office would disagree. And here it is:

- a short wave radio (so I can listen to BBC world service & other non-Serbian radio. Nothing helps me sleep as well as the British talking about cricket matches.)
- a black fleece jacket & other black clothing (I don't have enough)
- a gift certificate to audible.com or the apple music store so I can get This American Life & other nice things to listen to
- books - preferrably paperback & not related to feminism, the Balkans, peace, etc. (I have plenty of books on those topics here.)
- money for traveling and other fun things

So unexciting. I guess that is what happens when you have enough money to buy yourself what you want, when you want it. I don't have to save up my desires for gift-giving time.

At least I'm not asking for sox.