So somehow it is half past midnight, pumpkin hour has been and gone and I'm once again watching chewing gum television and grumbling online. Tonight's blog title is from the film I've been watching (scroll down to see the depths of my shallowness if you really care).
It's nearly payday at last after the long haul over the holidays, with husband's birthday imminent I'm trawling eBay and dredging the depths of my mind for something special, left-field and perfect. Usually I love buying gifts but this was a big Christmas and I'm stumped for ideas.
Work is draining the life out of me and insomnia is doing the rest, I'm grinding my teeth so much I've destroyed another tooth and to top it all there are major redundancies coming up in the office (deep joy).
So tonight has been a mini whinge, soon I'm going to start writing up the stories and anecdotes from family and friends that I never quite remember right. Husband's random somnulent ramblings will hopefullly go on too and from there. . .what next?
SHOOT THE GLASS - HANS GRUBER, DIE HARD
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