I'd die for that moment one more time (My Dying Bride - Your River)

It's Christmas Eve.

Wicked.

I woke up early. Fed the cats with their food. Bacon and eggs (and Carelian pies) for myself. Also coffee.

As a matter of fact, I woke up before sunrise. Well, of course, the sun never rises here at this time of the year, but anyways I woke up at 5 A.M. solely because I'm thinking of doing some shopping during the wee hours the shops are open this morning.

Between Ceaser and nothing there are plenty of ways to be (Samael - Slavocracy)

Just a few block away from X-mas. I'm not festive and I am not religious. But I like them days off work.

Working this weekend. A spare day. An evening shift. And five days work-free. Kinda fucking like that.

I have the latest Far Cry (#4), I'm also playing Destiny and I have fucklots of movies to watch and music to listen. And I have quite a good collection of proper red wine to pour. I'm contemplating of buying more whisky.

I should finally watch True Detective. 

Not too much of fun and debauchery though. Don't want to sit on my ass all days. I wish the weather will be nice, at least alright, so I can go running. I'm planning to buy new sports wear next Monday, proper shoes at least. I don't want to fall down like I did around the same time last year and break my bones to bits and stay off work and drink myself senseless. 

Well, I'm sorry I drank too much whiskey, but I am the star (Mustasch - The Man The Myth The Wreck)

Christmas is coming, winter is not.

It's so wet and dark and grey and shadowy and muddy and shitty that it's pretty desperate.

I don't know how the sun looks like. I've forgotten its existence. All world is lost.

I'd take the fucking snow and the fucking freezing temperature than this shit.

I'm glad the christmas holidays are soon here, so I can close the door and all the curtains and be with my cats and drink wine and play computer fucking games and listen to music and watch all the movies. Stay inside and visit the bleak outside world as little as possible.

But otherwise, it's alright.

How nothing good ever came from this town (Nick Cave - A Grief Came Riding)

Last evening I drank a bottle of Italian red wine and went to sleep.

It was Finland's day of independence.

I didn't watch the celebration from TV (as did 2.4 million Finnish people). I watched Premium League football.

This morning I have been listening to music and playing Civilization V. My German nation is doing well.

The shadow of a spider blocks our sun that's died (Septic Tank - Fatal Eclipse)

A long week, or what seemed like a long week, behind. All sorts of fucking things. Yesterday, after Sunday work, two hours of football in zero temperature, at home went straight to bed and slept like a baby.

Woke up early today. Some porridge and self-ground Costa Rican coffee. A day-off feels like fucking heaven.