I love when my brother is actually useful, and my parents get randomly guilty. I get all the best tickets for all the best things. Plus a new hat. The hat isn't as brill as the seats, but it's a bonus.

( Private to Megan )

It's only the second and I'm already sick as hell of Christmas decorations. Someone want to tell me what garland and wreaths and those ugly arse red flowers have to do with anything?

Anyone?

Mistletoe and anything spiked with brandy have my approval, though.