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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Entirely Miss Reverend Lady Ratfan the Smoked of Kesslington under Ox Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

I've made it to break time at last! There were times I wasn't sure I would but the last month or so hasn't been too bad, especially since moving office premises! Space! Nasty person at other end of office. An actual tea room. And a pay rise! It all helps - and so does the medication several of us are on.

I had an interesting chat with one of my co-workers who's leaving for a "real job" with a prestigious law firm where he'll be interpreter between their IT people and the lawyers :-) This guy is twentyish, has people skills, is smart, good-looking, knows how to dress and is a definite night person and clubber. You have to hate him. He was talking about the very short and hectic holiday he'll be having before he has to start his new job and I was talking about looking forward to a month off. Blank stare. "But what are you going to do for a month?"

This guy knows I'm not exactly a party animal - when I said this one time he said consolingly he'd keep asking me what I'd done on the weekend because sometime I might do something :-) Words to that effect. So I knew explaining that I intended to relax, read, garden, write a bit and generally sit around and waste time, hopefully with like-minded individuals now and then, would take more time than I had to get through. Made me think, though. Have I become boring? I guess I am to people who do a lot of socialising, especially nightclubs and dancing and generally connecting with people. Even when the gaming group was running regularly, trying to tell people I'd spent Saturday night rolling dice and trying to avoid virtual death never seemed to convince them I had a life.

My idea of Christmas prep, for instance, apart from the necessary getting of presents for my few relatives and close friends, involved buying a few carefully chosen books for myself to be entertainment over the "three Sundays" we'll be having from Christmas Eve on. Glenda Larke's Shadow of Tyr and John Marsden's Circle of Flight if anyone's interested. I mean to get along to the Romance bookshop and stock up on a couple of the Werewolf Hunter epics after things open up again after Christmas.

I have to attend my mother's place on Xmas Eve and see friends in this suburb on Xmas Day itself and after that, who knows?

May all of you have as stress-free a Christmas as is possible and look forward to a relaxing January.

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