Sunday, December 03, 2006

I really don't think he likes us at all.


So, just in case I didn't have plenty of reasons to sod Christmas this year, Old Soldier asks me if I intend to decorate. I say no (amongst other things) and he says it doesn't matter as he'll be working and doesn't care anyway.

Cue me feeling crappy. So why was I busting my gut in previous years? I swear my family are the reason I am he mess I am. Nervous breakdown, hello, my name is General Disorder.
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