Christmas makes me cry blood. Does that make me worse than the grinchy old Grinch?
So, it’s been a good few days, mental time off from everything I have planned, but it’s drawing to a close after New Year (praise be – I think I’m going to explode from a mixture of booze, junk food, and fine dining). It’s always a little weird, this odd week that isn’t a week between Christmas and New Year. I always feel like I’m on pause. For me, New Year is rarely totally anti-climactic. A lot of people seem to get psyched up for the wonder of the next year, as though the chimes at midnight will make all their troubles vanish the next day. They wake up to find them still there of course, and this can be rather depressing. For me, seeing in the New Year has always been more about being able to take life off pause again, and hopefully get on with something worthwhile. In that, I’m rarely disappointed.
So, how was your Christmas? I got socks, some DVDs, and an Xbox 360. You?