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Les gens qui ne rient jamais ne sont pas des gens sérieux

Be who you are and say what you mean, those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind

Monday, December 18, 2006

Random thoughts from a runaway train speeding towards Christmas

I (obviously) missed internet shopping deadlines and left card making and sending, present buying and wrapping, and cake and cookie making until the last minute so this weekend was a crazed dash of all that plus more.

I was invited to three parties yesterday at 16.00 and didn't make a single one. There was still so much to do.

Our flat looks as if someone shot down Santa and he landed in our living room, spraying wrapping paper, gifts, ribbon, tape and glitter all around as he fell.

My plane's in three days.

The radio has switched from awful 80s music to awful Christmas 80s music. I heard a Polish version of Christmas time yesterday, no, that's the song playing on the radio now. What's that other song? with the 'it's Christmas!' shouted out in the background towards the end and the 'here's to the future now-it's only just begun' bit? Nevermind, it was that. In Polish.

My Christmas cards are made of red and green card with gold sequins. They kind of look like kindergarten rejects but they've still been sent (oh, who am I kidding? they're going to be sent this morning, right away).

It's a good time to be a busker or a waiter around me now. I'm handing out cash like there's no tomorrow. 20% tip? Merry Christmas! Singing Jingle Bells in a Spanish accent with no idea of the words? 5 zloty for effort! All the best for the New Year!

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