A teacher of mine used to say only boring people got bored, which I disagree with because he didn't get stuck in a house with his elderly parents and ancient gran in South Wales last Christmas as it pissed it down for four days, going out of his tiny mind because his siblings decided they weren't going to turn up at the last minute.
I'm sort of dreading the Christmas break, I feel like I'm going to reflect upon these potentially wasted days when I'm in my dotage and curse my apathy. I think I need to do something crazy... play Skyward Sword perhaps. Or stump up the $215 to play in the Pokerstars Sunday Million. Or this button-down, Oxford-cloth psycho might just snap, and then stalk from office to office with an Armalite AR-10 carbine gas-powered semi-automatic weapon, pumping round after round into colleagues and co-workers*
*Probably won't do this.




