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The thing I hate most about colds? Tissue burns. A day and a half of constant dabbing at my nose has left my upper lip red and raw and painful. When are they going to invent tissues that don't chafe the skin? The way I am now, I can forget about looking my best for any New Year's party...Actually, I think I can forget about New Year's parties altogether, given the way that I'm feeling at the moment. Maybe a quiet night in with the TV and the cats will be just the ticket. It certainly will please the cats -- they've never been too keen on the noise and the fireworks. According to the news, in spite of the recession, people have still been purchasing fireworks to the grand total of 50 million euros, and there's still a full day of trading left.
Personally, I'm not a great fan of fireworks. Oh, I like the look of them exploding against the night sky, at fireworks displays on the beach or at fairs and festivals, when it's safe -- but I'm secretly rather scared of them when it's my 12-year old neighbours' son setting them off on my doorstep.

As it's the end of the year, the papers are full of lists of everything from the Top-10 news stories to the Worst Politician of the Year (our PM, Jan Peter Balkenende), to the 100 bestselling singles (of which, I am ashamed to say, I only recognised a mere 6), to the celebrity most American men and women would most like to share a candlelit dinner with (is that what they call it these days?). Apparently, for the men it's Angelina Jolie with Catherine Zeta-Jones coming second -- and for the women, Ashton Kutcher with runner-up Johnny Depp. Two questions: who is Ashton Kutcher and how could he possibly be more interesting to spend an evening with than Johnny Depp?



Jan. 3rd, 2004 06:12 am (UTC)
I was dreaming of that calendar last night! I'm taking that as a good sign...and I can't wait to see that fic.

Trying my best to get over this infernal cold, but I just can't seem to shake it. I'm getting to be real impatient and grumpy with it, which makes it very likely my horoscope for this first week of 2004 will come true: apparently, I'm going to piss a lot of people off. Wonderful.