I spent the day being scrooge-like to everyone at work. Complaining about Christmas and carols and food and generally people being cheery. One man whistled. I looked at him with something of a death-stare. He trailed of quickly and quietly. Spent the evening doing the usual. Getting myself off, etc.
Monday, 14 December 2009
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