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A Suicine model kit so far from my friends, other presents pending.
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i keep reading that as 'Suicide model kit'. fuck my eyes.
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Merry Christmas from over this way. Pretty quiet day my end, but that’s fine by me.
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i love quiet Christmases. mine are always quite busy.
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Also became physically excited by a selection of cheeses. It's darn good to be British.
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you know, i still haven't had any of our cheeses. it's sacrilege.
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I got two pocket watches. Two!
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i was about to say "i want one" when i remembered i already own one. all this time i've been taking it for granted, for some reason. glad i've finally realised i actually fucking own one, i'm ashamed i even forgot about it. in fact, i'm going to slap myself right now.
anyway, i got some much-needed socks, which i'm glad to receive, a book of short horror stories which i can't wait to get stuck into,
two bottles of Malibu seeing as my parents and a mate both got one for me, a decent pair of sturdy boots/shoes from my grandparents, they have fur inside to keep my little toesies warm, and a ring from my parents which i fucking love.
i've had a great Christmas. woke up, did the unwrapping-presents-shindig, didn't bother going down the pub for a Christmas drink this year as i couldn't be arsed, had Christmas dinner, went to my uncles to drop their presents off, headed around to my grandparents to do the same, spent some time with them and then went home. only just got back.