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I AM 38% ASSHOLE/BITCH! I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me. Take the ASSHOLE/BITCH test at Fuali.com

So, last night was my reminder why I don't Get Drunk. That ought to keep me sober for the next six months, I'm sure. For now I'll just pretend that last night is in fact next week, so I can have another shot at it and not make a prat out of myself. Except next monday is Jaime's party. It's so weird how close to Chritmas it is. As in next week.

Christmas dinner was goergous though. Georgous. I have no idea how to spell that word.

I'd go into social hibernation right about now, but I have commitments for Wednesay, Thursday and next Monday. Maybe this is my Freshers week, since I stayed pretty sober throughout that.

I keep wavering between being amused at myself and being angry at myself. Bits of this post have been deleted and retryped and deleted again. I don't think it was that bad, and I'm not going to make it worse by feeling all sorry for myself and whining about it. Chris is right: Machocism. I find it quite hard to get drunk, so I often push myself a bit, and then it's just an ego thing with seeing whether I can finish two bottles of wine. Bad ego. Naughty ego. (new rule: one bottle good, one and a half bad)

Now I just wish I had something else to say. I really have to get at least one page done for this magazine thing at two. Then I can worry about money some more, write christmas cards, fulfill some other commitments and sleep a lot, since I'm working tomorrow and my perception of time (I thought it was Thursday when I woke up) is rather skewed.

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InDesign is my bitch now!

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Well, it's really not, but I have conquered it enough to produce one page of magazine. I've even got the whole different coloured text thing going on. Now all I have to do is work out how to add fonts.

I had peas for breakfast. And a boiled egg much later, since I forgot about it sitting next to me. It's not exactly a hangover cure, since I wasn't really hungover, but it still earnt me some amused looks. After many thoughts about 'Give peas a chance' et al I now want to know if there is anything called 'Mushy peace'. Coz there totally should be.

I AM 40% GEEK! You probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college. You never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But you have friends, and this is a good thing. Take the GEEK test at Fuali.com

I AM 42% EVIL GENIUS! I want to be evil. I do evil things. But given the opportunity, and a darn good reason I may turn to the good side. Besides I am probably a miserable evil genius. Take the EVIL GENIUS test at Fuali.com

Left to do:
- reading for Thursday
- Christmas cards (for flatmates at least)
- secret santa fic
- sleep

Gacked from Del

In order to get an idea of how my friends view me, I would like everyone to go down this list and pick the one from each pair that you think describes me the best. Then copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you.



leader/follower
quiet/talkative
calm/energetic
spontaneous/planned
dominant/submissive
logical/intuitive
social/loner
kinky/vanilla

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Finally! Something good has happened today. Mother and Chloe will be coming up on Saturday. Woo. Harry can't move his right arm and is living in bed though. We may end up haivng Christmas dinner in their bedroom. (for the bad things that have happened today, it's mostly just me having a low ego day and constantly running into unwanted criticism)

Also, had a look at what I think is my timetable, and it looks like I'll have a four day weekend ^_^ And no obscenely early starts. Though I don't know who the 'international historical literature' applies to.

I have failed on many counts of 'to do', but it's manageable. Tomorrow I've got to take notes on names of co-workers for christmas cards, write many christmas cards, book place at Melton's Too for Saturday (I keep insisting there are more places in York to eat, but mum seems determined), buy chocolate.