Six days has passed since Bin Ladin's bomb of mess exploded in my room. Today I finally started picking up the pieces. It's almost done now. Just hoovering left and then my room will look like a place for an adult - not like a kinder garden play room.

What else...it's the first of December today - Christmas is nigh. I absolutely adore Christmas and the festive season; if we for one second disregard the fact that the next three weeks at work will be extremely chaotic.
Talking about work..I had a small breakdown on Saturday night. Basically I work my as off for that place and I think I get no credit for it. And my bubble just burst on Saturday night. I deserved that supervisor position - fuck them! But life goes on and as long as PJ doesn't turn into a bitch I think I'll be able to cope with him telling me what to do.

Today's my day off by the way. My plans for this day were grand. None of them were fulfilled due to the fact that I slept til 4.30pm. No day light today either. But I'm off tomorrow again so then I'm planning on leaving bed:).

Now I'm just gonna listen to Christmas songs, being merry and drink my mulled wine (a substitute to Swedish glogg).

xx