Area 136

This is just to cover up how deeply grumpy and pissed off I am right!

Well Sarah has left the little bowl of water and some sliced carrots for the Reindeer by the fire place, and a mince pie and drink for Santa as well. We have been checking his progress on google earth to see how far off he is, and she is now in an excited un sleeping heap in the bed upstairs.

I am in the music room listening to planet rock, with a few candles burning for atmosphere (they make the guitars cast cool shadows on the wall) and sipping on some havana club rum.

It is almost upon us, so have a nice xmas song on me.

On a floor that can hold 200 plus people I can see.....

(counts)

Two other people, and one of them sitting oposite me is going to leave soon, and the other is way over there washing there cup up in the kitchen area so they are obviously off soon.

Oh and the guy from the front desk walking around checking if he can turn the lights off yet.

Tosser, if I am not going yet neither are you!

So vair soon I will be off to Jerrys in Soho to pick up a bottle of Morgans spiced rum to ease the passage of the evening and then eff off to the house.

I will be on line later, you can bet that.

Because I will probably need to be.

On the plus side I have nicely told a troll never to comment on my blog again. We will see if that works.

I commited another raid on Shipscooks CD's last night and digitally stuffed the booty onto my I-Pod.

So far this morning I have heard the Sea Hags one and only (as far as I know) album, and am now listening to "South of Heaven" by Slayer.

None more Christmassy.

Whenever it is, I won't be exactly rushing anywhere.

Ah the plight of the xmas eve office worker eh?

I just had - for no good reason - two songs collide in my head

The first was that old seasonal chestnut (I wish it could be) Christmas Everyday by Roy Wood, the other Sick of Drugs by the Wildhearts.

And my brain produced -

"Sick of everyday Christmas Drugs?"

Then "Frosty the Snowman" collided with "Die you Bastard" by Motorhead with predictable results........

Can you come up with anymore?

Because frankly I can't be bothered.....

This Christmas Eve will find some of us busily finalising arrangements, feeling excited, feeling tired but hopeful.

Some of us will be full of excitement and the prospect of new romantic territory to be explored.

Some of us will be full of dread.

Some of us will be hiding or running away, wishing it was all over.

Some of us will be worrying about loved ones, some about ourselves.

Others will be excitedly awaiting the arrival of special people, some of us just missing people.

We will all be feeling something one way or another.

And on the “big day” some of us will be drunk, stuffed full of food.

And some of us will be stone cold sober and hungry.

We will all experience Christmas in our own way, in our own little world.

I hope in your little world all is good.

X