Ooohh, shiny...
2002-12-19 at 9:31 a.m.

 

Ugh, isn't 3am just the ugliest time in the world? I know, I've had intimate experience of it over the past few nights. I'm tired, kids, I want to sleep.

Mr Me's Christmas present arrives today. It's been fun watching it wend it's merry way across the country to get to me. I think that mail tracking sites are great. Mainly because it means that rather than working I can sit here watching Mr Me's present traverse the length of England. Now ok, the length of England isn't very impressive to all you people out there in the Big Place Acrosss the Water That Way. But it's all good for me.

Now I'm in the throes of indecision. Will he like it? Was it a good idea? How much am I going to regret spending that much money? Ho hum.

I'm going Christmas shopping with my dad and my sister at lunch. We're going to buy lots of presents for my mum. I enjoy this. Usually, I walk around looking at things, decide what looks pretty and expensive, give it to my dad, he pays for it and goes slightly green around the gills. This year my sister's coming along for the ride too. She's really high-maintenance, so that'll be fun.

Sometimes I'm not sure we're related. I'm an aging hippy with full on social injustice issues. And she's a smart socialite type person. It's all very curious. She's going to get her degree soon, you have no idea how old this makes me feel. I think everyone should stop growing up just so's I don't end up feeling old.