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Christmas was really good, but now I am bloated and drunk and huge, and my wallet is softly weeping in a corner of the room under a mountain of dirty clothes.

I have three more days of work, and then I can sleep like a human bean for a while.

I am not a 6.30 am kind of person.

Oh, and I love you all. In case you were wondering. Mwah!