It's 01:12 On christmas eve.
I should really be in bed. There's a lot to do tomorrow.
We haven't even got the tree up yet. It was fair enough last year, Christmas was always going to be a write off. I think it's more down to laziness this time around.
Dad wants me to take him out shopping in the morning. Fuck knows why it's been left this late. I can only imagine that it's going to be like walking into a particularly bad christmas special. A boring storyline where cretins scramble round for the last Turkey and nobody laughing.
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