Christmas is coming. Tomorrow Brian and I will go shopping for the big old loads of stuff we will need. I’m tempted to go with high quality disposable plates as it looks like we are in the twenties numberwise, but possibly Brian has plates and industrial cleaners at Kingswood. Tomorrow is plan day. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. Today being Sunday was given over to playing.
Boo got the lions share of the play. She likes chasing her bouncy stick thing. I also got my Steam Deck out and tuned back into Mass Effect 2, but with Christmas coming and the fact I’ve been looking forward to it for ages, I’ve just set the thing to download Baldur’s Gate 3. And this is gonna get geeky now.
Although I’m sad suddenly. I think I’m aware that I’m about to have a load of people over for Christmas many of whom I don’t know. I was supposed to be going off and being sociable this evening and even though it would have been restorative I just couldn’t face it. Saving up my energy for Christmas day and the early morning drive around and all that will follow.
Last night when Lou got home I was smashed out with red wine and pretended to be grumpy in the hopes she wouldn’t rumble me. Siwan and I reflexively did the bad vooze thing because we haven’t seen each other for ages and our entire friendship has revolved around pubs and clubs – she’s the ghost tour, and she’s the other dancing unicorn. We had fun but it didn’t leave me very capable of complete sentences. She went off to volunteer for You Me Bum Bum Train, which is slave labour and they even encourage you to drink in the bar after. Well done them I guess, but it feels like they might have vanished up their own arseholes.
Here we are at the dark part of the year. The light is finally returning, oh glory, praise be. But it’ll be a while before we notice. I’ll try and make light, but I’ll need to stoke the inner fire first. Christmas is energetically expensive with the madness I invite. It’s gonna be lovely as always. But it’s gonna be busy this time and I’ll get full use out of Bergman…
I was supposed to go out today. Didn’t manage it. I’m ok with that.
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