I watched Empire, I drank exactly one glass from my bottle of champagne and I ate steak and chips whilst watching eight episodes of Supernatural. Yay.
As I watched Sam and Dean I thought about the past year, what has changed and what remains the same, thought about my mistakes and the things i’ve achieved and I thought about this new year. Suffice it to say, the antics of Han, R2 vs. Yoda and the boys Winchester were the only sources of joy through the evening.
I thought about MW#1’s present sitting upstairs in my room unwrapped and wondered whether I should just post it to him; I wondered what his New Years was like and came to the conclusion that he was probably busy fucking some girl with bigger tits and fewer brain cells than me.
I thought about Han and Leia, of Nerfherders and scruffy looking things and walking carpets. I wrote this entry as I sat in bed cocooned in my orange blanket feeling a little glum as I did so and reminded myself not to use x or xx at the end of any messenger conversation I have or text message I send. Ugh.
I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately- I go to bed then feel all fidgety and a sort of nervous feeling wells up inside of me. Ugh again. Resolutions later.
