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[lady_t_220]

Have just been reminded that the boywonder will be doing his Chruchill Fellowship chairman AGM Belvior Castle dinner schmoozing with the upper classes thing tomorrow so I will be heading into the city to shop on my lonesome it seems.
Apparently the Duke and Dutchess of Rutland will be unable to attend, but the Dowager Dutchess has expressed interest in attending the event in their place so... uh... I guess woo.
*shrugs*

Yawn, says I. I'm glad I'm staying home.

Actually, I need to do scary things tomorrow and start thinking about *gasp* Christmas...

Oyyy~~#

Cause this year hasn't gone by fast enough already and everything. -_-;

Consider LT wholly unprepared for the start of the seasonal... uh... season

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[veniceinperil.livejournal.com]

Actually, I need to do scary things tomorrow and start thinking about *gasp* Christmas...

Well, Gabriel knows what to expect from me at least. Exactly the same as he got last year: Coal! Mwahahaha! >:D

*rubs hands miserlyly* Humbug!

[lady-t-220.livejournal.com]

You're so unseasonal... *hangs mistletoe off his collar*

[veniceinperil.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* I dislike how commercialised Christmas is now-a-days. My family always used to spend hundreds at Christmas, we always had the biggest tree and all that, but the underlying sentiment was pretty insincere. I didn't care so much about that when I was a child, but as I've grown older I find the hypocrisy sickening.

*thinks* Though it didn't help that Santa never once brought me what I asked for either...
LOL, don't mind me, I'm just getting old and bitter before my time. ^^;


*looks at mistletoe hopefully* Does this mean I get a kiss?

[lady-t-220.livejournal.com]

Does this mean I get a kiss?

Ask Gabriel. ;)


Christmas around here signifies much gathering of dispersed family, much consumption of the vodka (I swear we gotta' have Russien roots somewhere) much giving of the obscurely-shaped, cunningly wrapped gift (A pen...? But the box was shaped like a double bass...) and much playing of the cards while drinking the vodka and playing with the gifts as the dispered family pass comment on my hair yet again.
(You know you'd think after three years my aunt would stop looking like it's a physical blow to her stomach every time she sees my hair...)
;)

[veniceinperil.livejournal.com]

Ah, I envy you. Your Christmases sound really wholesome and heartwarming, and...vodka-soaked. My lot were so dry and stuck-up I think it would have given them a collective coronary if someone had cracked a smile...
Not that there was ever any danger of that happening. -_-

(You know you'd think after three years my aunt would stop looking like it's a physical blow to her stomach every time she sees my hair...)
;)

*laughs* Been there, done that. The glares I used to get, they could have melted steel. XD

[lady-t-220.livejournal.com]

*ponders* It's our turn to visit them this year... Better drag out the New Rocks...