Right, I've failed to cover christmas in the correct year, so I'll give it a bash.
First off, Charli and myself (mostly Charli) were fantastic during our tight knit meal lark. Mexican was the flavour of the season as we Asshats celebrated christmas. It was spicy chicken, tortillas and condiments everywhere, followed by a ludicrously rich white chocolate and toffee cheesecake. In the end I ended up eating roughly half of this beast. Thanks Charles. On to presents etc, I received good ones. Chili Chocolate, tabletop hockey, a nice new sketch pad, BookyWooks, and rather thoughtfully a mug which reads "I'm a twat". I handed out presents, which were also good, as I am incredible. Charli's teapot is sat in front of me though, and Tash's present has only just shipped this week, stupid Muse. Oh God I didn't mean that please forgive me. I did however compensate her.
Christmas Eve was an extremely messy affair. Twas the night before Christmas and there was somewhat a gathering of old pals, a tale which I've already covered, but hardly did justice, mostly due to alcohol. It was more fun than i made out, and I was overly harsh. But I'm a twat (we've covered that too haven't we?)
Christmas Day was a bit of a shocker, as I didn't rise till past eleven o'clock. I have been known to vomit with excitement on Christmas day, a tradition I continued well into my teens (seriously), so I suppose it's probably a welcome change. I wasn't excited at all, not so far as apathetic, but unenthused i think is probably an accurtate term. I was tired and a touch hungover. I was kind of like a dazed bear as I unwrapped my presents, some of which were shockingly thoughtful, thanks for that Mother, you've impressed me. The Jack Daniel's was appreciated but anticipated. Dinner started my drinking ( I was barely sober from the day before) with my Grandma, and it was downhill from there. After she started on immigrants, I took my leave of the table, and retired to drink more, and play World Of Warcraft. I had nothing better to do. Until Eve decided things were going to get a touch personal.
We have this over-share thing, whenever we're drunk. Inhibitions and physical prescence removed (via alcohol, and my beautiful mistress the internet), we simply tell each other anything that we ask. It's a good arrangement, although not as good when it's one sided. This time it was the good kind. Lots of girl talk. Worrying really, but I like advice and the like. We sat, and made unreasonably personal enquiries, and got more and more drunk. By the end I felt like Robert Downey Junior.
Boxing Day arrived in a haze. I'd emptied half a bottle of Gentleman Jack. Good one Michael, really clever idea. A great success. My goal of course had been to make myself feel like I'd slept in a centrifuge. My room didn't stop moving that day, as within mere hours of waking up, I was drinking again as preperation for Boxing Day Krash. Excellent night. Hugely overzealous greetings (actually being leapt upon) and huge amounts of alcohol where consumed. I vaguely remember doing the Worm (Resolution #1 DO NOT DO THE WORM). I almost defeated Jennifer, and apparently I kissed everyone. Sorry guys.
The following few days where a blur. Hangover, work, work, hangover, work, tamest New Years Eve ever in my life. This may sound anti-climactic after three days of Gazza-worthy binge, but it was honestly lovely. We had a casual couple of beverages (we being Tash and Me), before Erminia miraculously arrived in a state several states south of sober. She'd just been hit on by a friend of the family's child, and was not impressed. More drink then I suppose. We saw in the bells with Jared Leto's beutiful voice, with Kings and Queens blasting out of my speakers at the ever popular volume of "Melt Furniture". Then my mother arrived, blind drunk, making Miss Winehouse look like an amatuer. I'll gloss past this.
Erminia left, me and Tash went to bed, talked for an unreasonable amount of time, and eventually passed out.
Hello 2011, 2010 was quite good, so I have expectations. They'll be next. Oh, and the prelude is 2011, 2012 is the main feature: Z-Pocalypse.