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Archive for December, 2004
I Killed Santa Claus, I Killed Santa Claus, Right Down Santa Claus Lane…
So I had a tumultuous weekend, which I won’t go into here, but suffice to say this: 1) There’s nothing like having a 300-strong choir sing the Messiah at you in Royal Albert Hall, and it gets even better when
Santa Needs a Musical Number
The thrum and hum of the throbbingly busy Starbucks cheers me up, and I take the enormous mug of gingerbread latte (that’s venti, skinny, no cream thanks) and hold it up to my mouth. I like the big mugs Starbucks
Protected: All I Want For Christmas
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I Believe
After spending an entire day either in a hot and stuffy conference room full of angry, yelling, exasperated voices, or on London transport, I took a very long journey home and finally made it home at 8:30 at night. Which
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