Thanks to your collective failure to purchase things from me, I've been forced to go to eBay, where I shall probably be fleeced for all that I have. You bastards.
In other news, it appears that there was no gossip from my Christmas party. I got drunk, but not dangerously so. I haven't been sacked. There was the rumour of the police being called, but I was long gone ('you can pin this one on me, pig') and I think it was just a lie to arouse interest.
Now I'm off to prepare for the World Cup draw, which will undoubtedly be more interesting than 75% of the games in the competition. Not that that will stop me watching them.
Ciao.
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