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It snowed! And on Christmas day! Was still half-asleep when I first saw it, but eventually very pleased. Mum didn't believe me when I first told her, and dad didn't believe her. It's a Christmas miracle! Nice gift, anyway.

( And what Christmas is <EM>really </EM>about )

Am currently: perusing the fics on  yuletide, planning what to buy with my Christmas money, and trying not to think about my language essay, for which I have done fuck all. Well, started analysing the passage I want to look at - point of view in 'Enduring Love' - but not any of the huge, huge reading, which is sort of the important part, because they want us to show a 'breadth of knowledge of theory'. Sense I may be spending some time in Nottingham finishing that, and probably reading more as well. Still have to edit my lit essay too, argh! But have 5 days more for that than for the language, and at least its written! Sigh. Haven't read the Canterbury Tales yet either. Have they no respect for the yuletide season?

In other news, my sister has moved back home, and is apparently staying now for good, or until she moves into a council house. Until she has the baby anyway. They're a little worried because his abdomen is below average size, and the growing he was recently doing has tailed off a bit. The doctors just want to keep an eye on it, but my sister's worried. I'm not, but hell, I haven't completely accepted the fact I'm going to have a nephew soon, so what do I know? Anyway, I'm rambling. My point is that I'm back in my own newly-painted and curtainless room, in the single bed that is so much more uncomfortable now I'm used to a double, and having to tiptoe around her because her usual violent tendencies are suddenly tenfold, and she gets to criticise me for yelling back now. Sigh. Still, I am having a good Christmas, and possibly the last of these kind of ones I'll ever have. So yes. Merry Christmas, one and all. Roll on Christmas dinner.