Home alone...

I have an essay to write and I haven't started it yet and OH is out saving some poor lurchers lives by transporting them to safety. I may be horrid to him sometimes (alright most of the time) but I suppose he is..... lovely really. OK I said it. enough get over it.

Dreading Christmas... I have no idea on what to get people. Sigh.

Mother and father are coming over tomorrow. Probably to tell me how big my saddlebags and arse are.

At least my dog loves me unconditionally and hes grateful for christmas prezzies ...oh gawd what do I buy him...