...and a Happy New Year!

Christmas has been and gone! That is it, people. Did you miss it? More fool you, because it was a pretty good one this year.

Eric wins at presents! Viz:

[x] One pair of knee-length toe-socks
[x] One pair of the biggest, warmest, most marvellous slippers in the world
[x] One sensible haircut (kind of)

Also in Santa's sack this year: money, Tarot cards, a new journal, the latest Atwood, a Miffy toy, a huge box of Lush, whisky, more slippers, an impossible puzzle, a yard of Jaffa cakes, perfume, make-up, poker!

There has been a lot going on these last few days, and I am not going to make any attempt to detail it because it will just make you sick with jealousy and I don't want to be responsible for that.

(snowbllfightsfoodfightsballoonfightssecrettexts"Hellodarling!"
mindlessmoviesrediscoveringdrivingSNOWSNOWSNOW
shoppingpantomidnightphonecallssleepingin)

I am declaring myself Breakfast Queen. No one can scramble eggs as good as what I can.

Now, I am not the sort of girl to make (keep) resolutions, but this year, I am braving it! I hereby Resolve to:

1) Let my nails grow + find another way to cope with the crippling stress caused by reading books (poss. chocolate?).
2) Stop unquestioningly believing everything I am told - OR - ask more questions.
3) Only date people who like me more than I like them (sorry Dawn).
4) Final nail in the GOD EMO coffin.

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