9,000 words written. Tried to write more for the last two days but felt nauseous even looking at it and deleted the 1,000 words I did manage. This puts me in a rush at New Year again but if the thing won't let itself be written, there's not much I can do about it until absolutely necessary.
Must stop reading Janet Evanovich novels. They are trashy and make me want to eat donuts which then makes me feel sick as I can't handle that much sugar. Fun and addictive though.
I have already eaten and drunk too much and it isn't even Christmas yet. Too much beer and Gluhwein in Germany (which wins the Best Christmas Country Prize), too much wine and beer at work party and just too much. I feel like sitting down to steamed rice and green tea for Christmas dinner:(
Saw Narnia. Excellent job by Tilda Swinton but I'm really not gone on any of the rest. Weak story to start off with and child actors and talking animals never are my thing.
I'm an atheist. The holiday is called Christmas. It exists because a dominant population believe it is the time of the birth of their saviour. I'm not going to insist they call it anything else and will happily take the time off:)
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