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Zan and Alison (yes? Or have I got it vastly wrong?) are going to see Voltaire on Saturday night. I think this is my cue to wrap myself in my ole grandpa dressing gown, put on Bela Lugosi's Dead on repeat and shake my fist in a menacing fashion whilst shouting "BAH! Humbug!"

This also gives me a whole new reason to hate the Pacific Ocean.

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I have been to bed already and woken up, in case you're wondering. Ma comes through and is like, "Shouldn't you be in bed? We expect you conscious tomorrow." I mean pfft. I've had about five or six hours sleep already tonight, and I'm functioning. Sleep is for the weak.

Ray messaged me at quarter to three to wish my Happy Christmas. I'm thinking, who messages people at three in the morning? I mean, WTF?

...someone who knows me, obviously.

I opened the wrapped presents in my stocking already, with only a wee bit of interest. They were exactly what I thought they'd be. Santa brought me underwear and socks again. He's clearly losing his touch. He buys presents like some infirm old grandpa. The elves should pension him off to a sunny part of Greenland and do the present buying/making themselves. They should FORM A WORKER'S UNION.

...Not to mention the distressing thought of an old beardy wierdy man buying me underwear. Eeew.

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This is an amusing "Burger King Holiday" Christmassy song that I know Liam for one would appreciate, having worked at Hungry Jack's. (For non-Australians: Burger King sold or possibly leased the rights to BK stores in Australia to a brand? company? called Hungry Jack's. Thusly HJ stores are almost identical to BK stores. I heard that the American company that owns BK wanted to open BK stores in Australia, but couldn't, because HJ owned the rights to the products etcetera. More recently, BK stores have opened as well. The one that used to be in the city has already closed. It lasted perhaps a year. HJ are still operating as usual.)

Also, this is the funniest idea for a Christmas gift exchange evar. Makes me wish I had some moleskin pants. ;)

Liam? Remember Sam's Snipe Sheet? He's got a new one up. Very worth reading.
Sam: MAN I am reading Monstrous Regiment and it is like: bleakbleakbleakvimesbleakbleakbleakdarkhumourBLEAK BLEAK BLEAK* With a side helping of DEATH AND GORE. Pterry, so needs to up his antidepressant meds.
Jaida: Wow. If Pterry is all bleakbleakbleakvimesbleakbleakbleakdarhumourBLEAK BLEAK BLEAK then his next book with Gneil is going to be like, "AND THEN THEY ALL DIED. ... HORRIBLY. ... WITH SPORKS STICKING OUT OF THEIR EYEBALLS. Death PAIN death HAHAHA BOO!"
Sam: Yeah, I think maybe he hangs about with Gneil too often.
*dies laughing, almost falls off chair*


...And today's What The Fuck Gift is... from Aunty Tracy. It's a Delta Goodrem CD. I refuse to listen to it on principle, if not because I have a discerning musical taste. What was your WTF gift for this year?