At no fault of my Secret Santa, the bloody USPS lost or damaged my gift in transit to the point where it couldn't be delivered. The box arrive at the local office unsealed, and they re-sealed it, delivering it at my apartment with an enclosed letter. Apparently the awesome nostalgia video game gift my Secret Santa hinted about is lost in the universe, or broken into a trillion little pieces scattered across the country. How lonely those pieces must be. Oh well, I appreciate my Santa still sending me something. It was nice to receive some non-junk mail nonetheless.