I like Christmas pudding.
I love not cooking turkey.
I can't handle this pain much longer.
I miss TBO after seven hours.
It was right to move when we did.
How lovely some friends' parents were when I was growing up.
That I am knackered far too easily.
Aspie boys need to be given present wish lists.
Always buy jammies you can wear outside.
Unless you're visiting a stroppy cat, when you should wear chainmail.
Red wine gets nicer the more you spend on it.
But most of all? That despite all the pain and shit bits, my life isn't actually that bad. Roll on 2012.
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