Well here we are, we've survived Christmas. I just hope the same can be said for my bank balance after the sales. I was touch and go myself for a minute just now as my colleague told me she was thinking of getting a £125 bag and a £150 purse in the sales and had to grip the desk to steady myself against the desk. I nearly collapsed when she said that those -are- the sale prices!
I've been spoiled this year and had two Christmases. (You know it's been a strange time when you have to think of the plural of Christmas.) I had one in Bangor and one back in Brockham. Somehow there was more food in the meal paid for and cooked by students. But then in a Dickens-esque moment we did have goose at home. I can now inform you that goose meat lies somewhere between duck and beef in flavour and look. If you can imagine that you've got a better imagination than i have; I struggled to do so when I was eating the thing.
I was out last night to celebrate Anne's (aka the Munchkin's) 21st birthday. We had a great time in the pub, but why oh why do pubs need to be so smokey? Yes people, it's soapbox time! It's a disgusting habit from which I refrain, so why must I have it inflicted upon me when I want to go out with my friends to the only easily accessible venues? I do not like the smell of cigarettes on me, and because I'm not constantly surrounded by it or am spending £5 a go to poison myself and deaden my senses I can smell it on me for ages afterwards. It's so overpowering that I have trouble getting to sleep. I can smell it on my bedding for days after. I can smell it on me now and I've showered since and am wearing absolutely nothing that I was wearing last night. There are enough warnings about the dangers of smoking and every year 5 million deaths are directly attributed to smoking making the second most common cause of death after cancer. With all this information and warning out I find it not only stupid that people continue smoking without even trying to quit and mind-boggling that more people start smoking every day.
I keep discovering e4 are showing late night reruns of 'Smack the Pony', only the createst sketch show ever invented. More importantly the DVDs are available for the first two seasons. Though strangely, not in England... the show's country of origin. But in Germany, on their version of Amazon. Until I finally resort to buying them I have reruns and YouTube:
I hope Sallyann reads this post.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
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