I find myself wishing we had a fireplace. there was one, but it is all blocked off with sheet metal and a large gas heater sticking out into the room where the hearth used to be. I just feel like lighting a fire and watching tv with my feet up.

I guess I could watch the tv with just the heat on. I'm sure to attract a cat or two if I go out to the living room and sit comfortably near the big warm object.

should I watch red dwarf? or just read some peanuts. maybe the rest of season six of south park. I probably shouldn't watch the 400 blows as I am in a slightly misty eyed mood although since the advent of testosterone the mist rarely bursts out into anything more substantial.

I want a big turkey dinner and some wine too. and presents. and snow!

I think I want it to be christmas with some family I was never a part of.