Don't you just hate the bit that comes between christmas and new year?
I never used to, because when I was a child, that was the part where I'd play with all my new things.
And when I was a teenager, that was the bit when I was so off my face I couldn't remember.
Now, I'm 20, and I'm at work.
For today and tomorrow.
Now isn't that shit.
Still, I get to see my beautiful Welsh lady on Friday (fingers crossed)
Hope you all had a fucking wonderful Christmas, and I hope you all have a very drunken new year.
Much Love and stuff