Flip-flop.

After a few hours of sunshine, followed by a thick grey clouds, the storm is now back. I can't say I'm surprised. These days, it seems like the moment you think things might be brightening up, something goes horribly wrong. Perhaps it's the nature of the world. The current storm is always going to end, but then another storm will grow and take its place. Life is just as unpredictable as the weather.

I remember two years ago. "The experts are saying we'll have a nice balmy winter." Then the whole of britain became smothered in white, for the first time in decades, just a few days before Christmas. I wonder what it will be like this year.
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I'll be having haggis again for dinner tonight. Maybe you will be able to guess why. I highly doubt it, though, since at the moment all of my views come from outside the UK. But you never know.

Red Dwarf is officially my favourite comedy programme. My Dad had a cat when he was young, and he says the Cat acts just like her. I've never had a cat, but I've met a few, and I can believe it. For some reason, I can't help but like Rimmer. He's a pompous, self-important, arrogant, snipy little besom, but ... I don't know ... he tries. I don't know. Maybe I just automatically like people who make me laugh. Or maybe I feel sorry for him in a way. Ach, I'd have to think about it, but it's not really that important anyway.
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I've decided I'm going to get Christmas presents for my new friends. I'm not sure what I'll get them. I might get C another t-shirt. He obviously likes them, but maybe he already has too many. I already know what I'm going to get B. I saw a little model of her favourite type of dog. (I'm not going to say what it is. I've heard you can learn a lot about a person from their favourite dog breed.) I don't know what I'm going to get for A, but she looks like she could use a new scarf.

In the past, my family hasn't done the whole "buying presents" thing. What we've generally done is make a small decoration for the tree, and maybe one of my parents would buy something for the whole family if they had some left over money. If any of the grandparents managed to visit, they would bring two presents; a big one for my parents (usually something that we would all enjoy), and a very small one for me. If they couldn't visit, they'd send some money in a card.

Most of my grandparents died when I was pretty young, though. Now it's just my granny (the commish's Ma) left. We're going to try and pick her up, depending on the weather, and she can stay with us for Christmas and New Year.

I probably shouldn't be sharing all this at the moment, but screw it, I'm bored. Anyway, I'll stop myself just now before I end up revealing some big secret that will tear down the whole of existence, or some such.

See you later.