And it's cooler. I have less appetite round this time of year, which is good, and I'm happier because it's cooler, it's easier.
It's starting to smell like christmas in the air, though Christmas is far off. I don't like the present getting part of christmas. I don't like getting presents because it makes me feel greedy, and I don't like the presents themselves usually. I don't like consumerism before it, though I don't mind buying the presents themselves or writing thankyou letters, though I detest with a passion thankyou phonecalls. I don't want anything that other people can buy for me; I want success in life and to be able to act, and have fun. But you can't buy those.
My favourite parts of christmas are:
Making mince pies with my Dad on Christmas Eve.
The walk we always take after christmas dinner.
The big shop we do at a 24 hour supermarket on the night of the 22nd or 23rd. We go as a family and buy all sorts of good food, and it's always fun, and we come back knackered but with full cupboards.
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