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I've just discovered that my parents new tea-maker sounds like my dog when he's about to throw up.

This has nothing to do with Christmas, but I thought it noteworthy anyway.

All that's left to do is eat.

As Christmas Eve is the time for presents in Germany, the next two days are reserved for eating and lazing around.

Since my family some years ago made the wise decision not to cook at Christmas at all , I think I'll have to wake someone up very soon because we've got to get the ordered goose at twelve.

( And because I don't want to scare anyone, a picture of the kitschy christmas tree behind a cut - Happy Christmas (or celebration of choice, really just have a good time, whatever you do) )

True boredom

Or to be more precise: Perfect avoidance mechanisms.

Instead of doing all of the things I really should do (I do say this a lot - but at least I've updated the website, so I've not been totally lazy) I went back to my old hobby of choosing a random LJ user, going back to their first post and reading until I reach the newest one/ can't stand it any longer.
I now know that the uncommented LJ post with the lowest talkread number is at the moment 121 (but why? such a nice number 11², why aren't there comment pilgrims like everywhere else?) made at 01:56 am on 05.04.1999.
But since there is more than a year of earlier posts which just have a higher number since they were imported, I've actually read more than 200 posts in the last few hours. Not included are all the tangents I went on, for example why the mass commenter in the first 100 suddenly stopped, or which of the persons mentioned can still be found.

If I'm this bored tomorrow, I will start on the studying.