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I forgot to mention the funniest part of my going home for Christmas. We always get quite decorated up for Christmas, because mum likes it. So we have light-up Christmas shapes in all the windows, Santa signs outside, the lit-up Christmas tree in the front window. From the outside, it all looks quite nice. Anyway, mum was telling me that the week before I came back, one evening she heard carol singers come to the front door. And she thought "Oh, carol singers", and started looking around for some change. When suddenly from the other room she heard some banging, like someone jumping up. And then my dad shouting "GO ON! GET AWAY! COME BACK WHEN IT'S CHRISTMAS!". He has a thing about children coming round early, like trick-or-treating before Halloween. Apparently the carol singers ran away. My mum had to point out to him that it was in fact going to be Christmas next week, which I think he hadn't realised. People who think their dads are strange, I can only say: NOT AS STRANGE AS MINE.

I also fell quite in love with Adele's new song while I was at my parents', and the video. ETA: I don't know why the girl was dating Sylar for a while there though.

Last weekend was more manic than I could possibly say. I saw three films in two days, two of which were the new St Trinian's one, which I enjoyed. I'm possibly a bit in love with Camilla Fritton. K was down for the weekend, and when we were out on Saturday night wanted to do something sitting down, and there was nothing else we wanted to see on, and I did enjoy it when I saw it on Friday. So. The other film was Fred Claus, which was magically back on last week after going off the week before, and I totally got to the one 10:30am showing a day, a mere twenty minutes late. Except that it turned out to be the one 11:30am showing. Anyway, it turns out that Vince Vaughn: still beautiful. But I got quite stressed out over the weekend, to the point of sort of wanting to push other shoppers as they went past me. On Sunday night I remembered I was about due to have a period, and probably this had something to do with it.

I considered taking Monday off work sick, but decided against it. On Monday night I went to my first dentist appointment in about three years, and that was suprisingly quite nice. It turns out that three years of eating quite a lot crap has apparently not affected my teeth too much, although they're still not great. And the bits I was worried about, the bits I could feel worn down on my front teeth, are apparently perfectly normal. My wisdom are doing something a bit funny, but generally things are fine. There was some extortion at the end, but other than that it was all quite pleasant. Hurrah.

On Tuesday, after failing to get to bed at a reasonable hour AGAIN I did take the day off sick, and stayed in to clean the flat, and ended up having a two and a half hour conversation with my mother when she called. Which was nice. Did get the flat a bit tidier. Since then have been mostly working and making sure I go to bed earlier. Friday night involved Mr and Mrs Smith, which was quite good, and I liked Brad Pitt in it a lot more than I thought I would.

I think people should know that on Friday I read ironicdutchess' journal at work, and it was perfectly fine. Then I went to read nerdcakes', and got an Adult Content warning. Which wanted me to confirm I was over 14. Dude.

I had some thoughts and reasons why I thought part of my being stressed out was to do with Alias season 2, but it essentially boils down to OMG SYDNEY YOU SUCK, YOU ARE NOT IN ANY WAY GOOD ENOUGH FOR JACK. Also, WILL STOP BEING BORING, POSSIBLY TURN OUT TO HAVE BEEN PROGRAMMED A BIT, WHICH JACK HAS TO FIX?

Things which are annoying me right now:

People who come to the Probation office and get impatient with me trying to get their name right through a not too great microphone. I need to to get your details correctly on the computer and check who you're actually meant to be seeing for your appointment. I'm sorry you're a felon. BUT THIS IS NOT A VACATION.

People in the Probation Office who make appointments with their clients but don't put it on the system, so I don't know what's going on.

There is no central heating in my flat. Everything is done off storage heaters, and the hot water comes through a boiler. You can do things with timing but generally your choices are between freezing and boiling. I've taken a number of showers lately that have gone cold in the middle. I've spent most of the last few weeks being in love with my duvet, my hot water bottle, my jumper and my hairdryer, not necessarily in that order or exclusively.

On the other hand:

It randomly and vaguely occured to me that Sawyer and Sayid would be the best Gay FBI Lovers I'd ever seen.

It turns out that Green and Black's Mint bar is quite nice. It's like a big bar of After 8.

The (gay) writer of Disturbia said in an interview that there was absolutely nothing homoerotic in it, there was in his next film but not in this one. I found this interview while looking around for Kale/Turner slash, and just before finding someone's review where they said Kale was totally gay for his best friend.

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