11:05pm on Christmas Eve. The world is quiet where I am. Santa is laying out my sons presents at various houses. Children are just about finally drifting off. It's still magical. It's also over quite quickly. There were no shortage of people on Modern Warfare 3 though. 
I was bought a bottle of Jack Daniels by my son. His mum knew I always drank it at Xmas, well anytime I could. But no not this year. It looked like a foreign substance. I am really proud of myself for not drinking but it does sometimes make me think I am an imposter. 
It's got to be doing me some good. 

Well a merry Christmas to every reader. Goodnight.