I'm hopeless at this Christmas lark. Two people will be receiving presents from me in black wrapping that has 'Milton Keynes Council' stamped on it. Because I ran out of brown paper. The actual wrapping paper, however, is totally normal. And hopefully by next year I'll actually have got the hang of posting Christmas presents in time for Christmas and maybe even posting birthday presents in time for birthdays. I have high hopes for my organisational skills in 2003. 2003 sounds scary. Futuristic. Which it is, but, uhh, yeah.

Anyway, I didn't go into college today. Because I didn't want to, which I think is good enough reasoning. I've hardly been in the last few weeks, which means I've had enough health to go shopping and stuff. I just got so used to doing what I wanted to do, whenever I wanted to do it in the summer that it's been difficult to suddenly go backwards and not be able to do all those things.

I had my blood test yesterday, which is really very exciting for you to hear about. Now I have a cute little pink hole in my arm and a small grey bruise as a border. The colour really brings out my eyes. Oh yeah.

And, um, what else... uhhh, we're having people here over Christmas. And some of the neighbours here for New Year. Which should be good, and if it's not, I'll come hibernate up here and harass people until they talk to me.

And I'm feeling quite Christmassy, so maybe things are looking up.