The last day of work! Then two whole fabulously festive weeks off! Yesterday started out as the worst day I’ve ever known but it got so much better. Mr C and I settled down with take-out pizza and watched a rip-off of MTV where there were only a select few videos that were on loop. I mean, let’s be honest, there’s only so many times you can hear ‘Sound of the Underground’ before wanting to rip your own ears off.

Because my brother is away at the moment and has limited space available, I get to look after all his videos for him. I have collected from him all the series’ of Friends that are out, and today he brought me six seasons of Buffy. Now this is a real treat, because I only manage to catch the occasional Buffy episode and although I love it, I never seem to know what’s going on.

I just watched Britney in her film Crossroads. It was a lot better than I thought it would be, which is a sneaky way of not really giving you any opinion on it at all. Britney was also a better actress than I thought she would be. Ha. I didn’t really buy the name Lucy, though. Of course, the main problem with the film is that I don’t get on very well with the emotional scenes. I’m pretty sure my heart turns to stone when there is something that should stir up a normal human reaction.

We went to see the James Bond film yesterday, I really enjoyed it! I know it’s been around for a while, we were going to see it before but somehow never got round to it. It is good though, and Halle Berry, she has perfect skin.

Well, here I am once again, munching on Christmas cheesie biscuit things. I’ve changed my mind about the moans of the Yuletide season though, for tomorrow I am heading out to do my Christmas Shopping. I love to buy gifts for others, imagining what they will say once it’s opened, and how they will run off to show people. When I’m out shopping for others, I rarely imagine what they’ll have got me, in fact, I sometimes tend to forget that they’ll get me something as well. Which makes it a nice surprise on Christmas Day.

I cannot decide whether I like Christmas or not. Last night we put the tree up and it looks amazing, it really does. However, my friend decided she wanted to spray the tree with glitter, so the whole of our room is completely covered yet there’s hardly a drop on the tree. Ah, well, we have to get into the spirit, right? No, the real reason I want to have a little moan about Christmas is because of all the amazing food that’s available in the shops. As if I didn’t have a hard enough time with foodstuffs, they come along and tempt me with all these delicious items. What’s a girl to do?