It's Chrissst-maaassss!!!

Happy happy joy joy!!

'Tis the season, and all that...!

(and besides. Jess says my recent posts sound like a suicidal maniac - I'm not at all, in fact, the end is in sight and I'm rather looking forward to the weekend!)

So, in the spirit of Chrsitmas/New Year, I've done a bumper blog entry, mainly comprising of inane lists (well, if perfectly respectable journals can do it...):

Top Five TV shows
Doctor Who
Lost
Spooks Series 4
Firefly - DVD
Ideal

Looking forward to:
My name is Earl
More Doctor Who
More Lost...

Top Five Films:
Downfall
Star Wars Episode III - Revenge of the Sith
Batman Begins
Proof
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Shame I missed (but hoping to see soon):
Serenity
Sin City
Sideways

Top Five Albums

Nouvelle Vague - Nouvelle Vague
Playing the Angel - Depeche Mode
Don't believe the truth - Oasis
Employment - Kaiser Chiefs
Battleship Potemkin - Tennant/Lowe

Best moments
Anytime I was abroad
New Job
May 23rd
Summer days in the park
New flat

Worst moments
Last three weeks of November
7/7
Flying into Palma
Rash episode
Insomnia

Looking forward to
Wedding bells
The Mode in concert
Summer
Xmas
My next house move...


Merry Christmas one and all!

All by myself

Just me around this weekend...

Jess and sis are off to Bruges Xmas shopping, so I'm off to the couch for a weekend of slobbing!

I have a choice of things to this evening which involve a party of a friend of a friend here in Kentish Town, carol service somewhere near Fleet Street, or just a quick one here with another mate. Or alternatively, a marathon session of either this or this*...

Choices.

Of course, I am procrastinating somewhat - I could still be shopping. Lot calmer today though...

(RIP John Spencer)

Stress

Stressed. To the max.

All thoughts are non inane, and even those which are, are pointedly stressed.

This run up to Christmas is really fraying my edges unlike any other. Christmas Parties (No. II to V, and counting) have left me feeling battered inside. Paranoia slips out of the walls of the flat (not helped by a recent deterioration of neighbourly relations). Christmas cards and presents remain undelivered or unbought. I'm broke, and in debt.

There is one answer, and it hit me while I was watching TV (The West Wing, of all things unrelated!)...

...

...quit drinking.

You'll feel a whole lot better Inane...