I'm looking at another fourteen hour day at work. I'm happy to put the hours in if I get the money for it back. The job I chose to print is running like a dream so I am happy about that too. My Christmas presents for others have started to arrive today so I should be all done by December. My work mate says he hates people like me who are so organised. He's a Christmas eve shopper. 
The questions about whether I will be drinking alcohol at Christmas still keep coming. I wonder if heroin addicts get asked if they will be partaking of a line at Xmas. 
I.     Don't.   Drink.  

Perhaps there is a Christmas rule I don't know about which means you can do anything and not have it count. 
So maybe they are right. 
Maybe I will be discovered with a prostitute snorting drugs whilst a smoke cigarettes and gamble. 
"ah don't judge, it's Xmas so none of this counts!"