Dec
25
So! This is Christmas?
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Yay, no one woke me up this morning! So I got up at 8:00am?! It still counts.
Opened my present from Turtle Girl… Woohoo dirty knic… nah, a Far Side calendar thing, cool, I like Mr Larson’s humour. Now to breakfast.
I am NOT designed for champagne breakfasts. Why you would want to spoil perfectly good food by drinking fizzy bubbles I don’t know. Well it was free, mum was there and it means I have done the family thing for today. Excellent. Home by 11:00am.
I have decided to visit Angelica today. Mainly because I have spent a few Christmas’s alone myself and no matter how much you tell everyone it’s FINE (just leave me alone you bastards; I wouldn’t be moping if I didn’t have so many people telling me how sad I should be because I’m having Christmas on my lonesome) it sneaks up and jumps you when you least expect it. So that’s it, I have decided. I wrote out a card and even got a little present (edible sex - chocolate).
Eventually found my nerves, they just snuck off - I was having a great time playing on the computer letting time go past, and drove up to Angelica’s Castle in the North. I love this house. It’s just plain old marvellous. (M-A-R..V-E-L..L-O-U-S). Anyway, she was in the garden, doing garden things (elves and all that) when I arrived. I would say surprise was there for about 10 seconds. Hmmm well at least she isn’t on the defensive (ugh, an unwanted male!) so we chatted and talked and made wild pass… sigh, nah, just talked about life, the universe and relationships (to partially quote a most brilliant writer). It was really good. I sort of got some advice from her. Mostly I was just asking a (reasonably) complete stranger about some ideas and thoughts I had had about life to see what they thought.
Plus she reminds me very much of Lysse, with some extra loneliness capabilities for emergencies. Funny, funny thing is life. I seem to meet the strangest people and already know parts of them. Perhaps the Celtic re-birth of souls is right after all! Well, I’d like to think so anyway. GO THE PAGAN!
After that it was a (remarkably) short trip up to the Hosue (That is spelt correctly) for the night’s debauchery to begin. In an hour, when the Mistress of the Hosue arrived. Doh, I’m gonna string that Atoning fellow up one day.
I didn’t realise I could drink scotch on the rocks with so much enthusiasm. Next time I think I will put more rock. Watched a few videos: Preaching to the Perverted (Which I LOVED!), Starship Troopers (Which I really liked) and The Eighteenth Angel (which was great, ‘cos the ending DIDN’T finish like all those other stupid God/Satan movies. Go watch it, I’m not telling!)