Shopping around Christmas is awful. I know this isn't exactly a ground-breaking revelation, but it is. Especially when the shops are as big as a toilet cubicle, as they are is little old WGC - constantly shuffling out of the way to let mums with big double push chairs get through.
I've been a bit rubbish this year, and left buying Christmas presents until now, when I knew it would be awful. I know what I'm getting - all but one, and that one, I am totally stuck on. I don't want to get another cliché photo album or a 'cute' little present, because I've done them all already. I also don't want to get her something boring and serious which shows no knowledge of her personality at all... Oh, the hardships of Christmas shopping.
www.averagewizard.com might be my new favourite website?
'Last night, I had a dream Lord Voldemort had a Facebook.'
Also, I have no idea what colour to decorate my room. If I just do it, I will like whatever colours I chose, it's just the point of actually doing it. I'm warming to pale colours with cream antique looking furniture, of one dark coloured wall and the rest light. Inspire meee.
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