Christmas. For me, the build up started yesterday on the 1st December, which is my rule; anything about Christmas before then just annoys me. Dressing up as Santa for three hours does kind of start it with a bang, but coming home today I found a seven foot tree standing proud in the kitchen, which only heightened the Christmassy feeling. I like this picture, it has a certain air about it; makes you feel all warm inside.

Now, imagine if you will, that you had a massive group of people who were all piss poor but up for a good time at a Christmas ball. You'd maybe book somewhere nice and cool, or go local to save cost. Whatever happens, you'd have to make sure it was cheap whether that means compromising the food for a good location or going local and having decent trimmings. I can't quite grasp then whose idea it was to charge college members £35 to go and have a meal. What's more is that it's all happening in that world famous party venue; Chorley.

None of us wanted to pay £35 to go to the Chorley metropolis, so we thought we'd go out in town as a flat instead. The Italian tomorrow is booked, I think it'll be a great time. I really like going out with the flat, but I don't always like the nightclubs, so this is perfect.

Barring the night out, I think tomorrow will be a good day anyway; dunno why, I just feel like it will be.