Christmas Eve Evening

by otterysteve

It’s Christmas Day tomorrow – in one hour and twenty-six minutes to be precise – and I may kill myself. I had planned to do this ages ago but haven’t been feeling that way recently.

But I do tonight.

Now I feel that it would be appropriate, timely, my best Christmas present to myself (and believe me, no other fucker will give me one…). Had the roast beef yesterday – it was very good, Yorkshire pudding and all. Do it early like that to leave time for all those fucking party invitations on Christmas day! (Ha fucking ha!). Fucking depressing to be alone as fucking always.

Fucking hell!