I had a shcok today when I realised that I didn't like Malt Loaf anymore. Well its not that I 'disliked' it, but more that I wasn't thrilled to be eating it. It was more like I would eat it if there wasn't anything left in my fridge. Which creates a dilemma. If I don't like Malt Loaf anymore then does that mean I will stop liking my other favourite foods? Would the world end if I stopped loving marmite?
My arms ache from putting together my new dining table this weekend and then putting up the christmas tree. I am feeling very tired and grumpy and not as some may put it 'in the Christmas mood.' I have tried the christmas songs, the wrapping presents and sending cards, but to no avail. Ahhh, poor me.
It was the christmas party this weekend for work, kind of the final farewell as we are all redundant soon. Anyway, despite the service and food being terrible at the hotel, the night was a good night. I may have accidently propositioned the boss, I really didn't mean it to come out the way it sounded, I was just tyring to make polite conversation after consuming a few bottles of wine... and he disappeared soon after so maybe he was a little scared!
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells.
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