It's Christmas Eve. And I'm spending it alone and sick with a cold. Hence the aloness. I have to go to work tomorrow irregardless of how well or unwell I feel. And early too. Six-thirty kind of early. My red, yet stuffy nose, can lead the way in the dark.

Bah.

Aside from all that I'm also feeling very behind on things, like I have loads to do that I haven't done. Not for the holidays. All that has been done for a good while. No like I have fallen behind on so many things. My apartment is a mess. And I know I'm gaining too much weight. And where's that soulmate at? Catch a late bus did he?

Oh well.

I'm also soon to be an aunt for the second time. Well then.

Anyway, Merry Christmas. May the world get better and may we all find and keep some sort of happiness of our own.

God bless.

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