My Christmas List.

I'm not a fan of Christmas, you could even say I hate it. Would it not be nicer to give/receive a meaningful, hand-picked (or even better, hand-made) gift unexpectedly during the year?

I have never made a Christmas list before.
But I decided to make one, even though I haven't asked for any of these things (I don't ask for anything) and won't get any of them. Christmas isn't about getting gifts, there's something terribly greedy and selfish about asking for specific gifts. These are just things I want. I know I'm coming across as very hypocritical by doing this, but I've spent the day awfully bored, not at work because I'm sick, and I'm trying to cheer myself up.
I dream of the year someone (someone special?) gives me one single special thing that I'd really love, without me ever saying I want it.
I'm a romantic at heart, and I'm just romanticising about situations in which I'd receive such things as these...

Sylvia Plath oven mitts. [S.P. killed herself by sticking her head in the oven]



My favourite author right now, I got two of his other books for my birthday in October, but cannot afford to buy any for myself. I have a complete love affair with reading.



I imagine this book to be somewhat similar to the PostSecret books, which I adore. I own two of the PS books, and want the others.




Another book along the same lines. Compiled of Polaroids found in random places, alongside a description of where they were found, etc.




Again, very similar idea. Photobooth photos printed on postcards.



I just love them.



Okay, I don't really expect to get this as a gift, but damn, would I love to own one of these!

Hectic weekend.

Friday night with B was good, it felt like it used to before, when we were just friends. Okay, there was a little tension (sexual?) in the air, but probably only on my behalf.

Last night, I went down to my best friend's house to watch the X Factor Final and get drunk, basically. I got drunk, and decided to book a taxi over to my other friend L's house (she invited me, and I hadn't seen her since August), but the taxi arrived quite literally just before they announced the result. But, too excited to see L (we have 'history' and some of those feelings are starting to come back), I went straight out to the taxi and missed the whole point of the party!
My friends from the first party kept phoning me to see when I was coming back. So I booked a taxi for 1am, and headed back over, only to be so bored and surrounded by straight couples getting it on. So, guess what, I called another taxi and went back to L's house, determined to pluck up the courage to make a move. Had an awesome time, drinking, smoking and having banter with her friends and brother (none of whom I knew), and eventually she suggested we (me and her) go up to her bedroom to play guitar and make videos for YouTube. We spent hours singing cover songs and messing up, laughing and generally being drunk and exhausted.
I never plucked up the courage to kiss her, I was too scared she'd freak out and I'd ruin everything.
It was a brilliant night anyway, and I got back to my best mate's house at six-thirty this morning, slept for three hours, and drove home.
I'm heading out pretty soon (again) to see L, she's got a gig in a pub in Belfast.
The best thing is, since spending time with L, I found I didn't really care or think about B, and even now, I'm not overly fussed if B texts me or whatever. I just want to see L.

I am exhausted, and definitely cannot afford to be going out again, but hey!

I'm picking B up after I finish work tomorrow evening.
Don't know what we're going to do, or where we're going to go yet.

Saturday night I am going to an X Factor Final party at my friend's house, staying over so I can consume four bottles of wine. There's not really anyone decent in the X Factor this year. What I really loved was the original Singing-Reality show... Fame Academy.
Alex Parks, anyone?

Last weekend I had my hair cut, and this time I love it. If I didn't already look like a dyke, I definitely do now.

Facebook is highly useful for finding out information you may not find out otherwise...
B and on/off girl have 'ended their relationship'.

Question.

Would it be easier if I used a pseudonym for B, and the other people I frequently mention in my blog?
I mean, easier for you to read and follow?

B texted to say she can't meet me tomorrow night because her mum planned a last minute family birthday thing that she has to go to.

B asked me to meet her 'soon'. I told her I was busy Saturday and Sunday, and she said "That's alright, just whenever you can, let me know."
So it's set for Friday.
I'm not expecting anything.
But, I have to say, it feels good to have her ask me to hang out.