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December 31st, 2008
07:13 pm
The shop opened on Boxing Day for the start of the post-Christmas sale, and to be honest it was quite relaxing to be back at work after Christmas. Don't even ask. I've been at work again today but I'm going clubbing tonight and then I'm off work tomorrow. I'll probably have a hangover, but if anyone wants to meet up in the afternoon, I'm feeling quite sociable at the moment. Any takers? I'm not fussy what we do.
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December 23rd, 2008
02:13 pm
Oh, good grief. I went over to my parents' last night to check they've got everything ready for Christmas, and they're completely out of food and eating seaweed and pumpkin seeds on toast. Yes, mother, it is not like Christmas is my busiest time of year at work, I really want to spend my lunch-hour doing your grocery shopping. Apparently she's been busy organising Christmas dinner at the homeless shelter. And to top it all, Claire's bringing her new boyfriend over on Boxing Day so I have to clean the place and hide the Mongolian fertility statues so he doesn't run away in terror from my crazy family.
I need a bath.
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December 6th, 2008
01:53 pm
I love Christmas trees. Really, I do. I love to decorate them in tasteful matching colours and put a star on top. I love the way that real Christmas trees smell, and I could never make do with a tacky plastic one. But why must the real ones shed so many pine needles? I feel like I'm performing cleaning charms every five minutes.
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November 23rd, 2008
10:46 pm
Ladies: Word of advice? Don't let a man you only just met take you to a ball. I did, and spent the whole evening avoiding his rather insistent caresses. Even after I set him straight he kept following me around.
Gentlemen: Just because you can see it, doesn't mean you can touch it.
Mr Simon Cook: Be thankful I only hexed your hand. If I'd have gone for the real culprit you'd be in a lot more pain.
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November 9th, 2008
01:39 pm
Well, well, well. Muffins, eh? That'll teach you to eat something so fattening. Fruit, people, fruit. Much harder to spike and has the added advantage of giving you beautiful hair, skin and nails. Not to mention, you can then put the money you saved from not buying expensive muffins towards some new earrings. Diamonds, they say, are forever. Muffins, once the sugar high has worn off, will leave as their legacy a tiny bit more weight on your hips, a tiny bit more plaque on your teeth, and an urge to eat more muffins. Or, in this case, the urge to jump someone's bones whom you normally wouldn't look at twice. I think I'd rather take the extra weight.
I decided to start some Spring Cleaning this weekend. Well, I have to keep myself occupied since I don't have a boyfriend any more. Stupid Charles and his 'Patty, you sound like my mum.' At least I don't look like his mum. She really needs a makeover and I think it very ungracious of her to take offence when I offered to help her choose a new lipstick. I know, it's not actually Spring so I shouldn't really call it Spring Cleaning, but I thought you'd have more of an idea what I mean if I said that. I think I'm going to reorganise my shoes tonight. It makes more sense to categorise them under occasion first and then colour and then style. Occasion is the least mutable, because you generally know whether you're going to a cocktail party or to the beach. Colour you can be a little more adventurous with - say if you're wearing a red dress but silver accessories, you can wear either red or silver shoes. Style is the most flexible of all. Heels or flats, strappy or chunky, boots or mules; it can depend entirely on your mood. I think that's part of what I love about shoes. You can be so creative with them.
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