It's almost Christmas

Hi there. It's almost Christmas, not that it carries any significance to me other than having to buy presents for my family and fly them across the water. And because I'm an unemployed student, I've added to my long list of experiences the experience of shopping at Primark. It wasn't as bad as some my better off friends made it out to be. They had a series of clothing that was going for the whole A&F/Holister look, axcept the prices were a tiny fraction of those real items, and to be fair they weren't all that bad. OK, I got some for myself. But also for my dad and brother in law. So after my Primark splurge I rant into my best friend and his girlfriend, and they both have serious flu. We didn't hug, we didn't even touch and when speaking I tactfully stood at a 2 foot distance. They weren't even into having lunch together, and they ALWAYS want to have a lunch together. Poor Karim, he could barely speak.

Now I'm at the library with my books, but instead of writing my report on risk management in Thai banks, I'm facebooking and blogging, because they're closing the libarary in and hour and a half and I hate doing these things from my small netbook at home. Tony called me from Las vegas and he arrived safely. It's a shame we won't be able to spend these holidays together. I'm going to miss him. I've taken First Defence twice today but I still feel as if my body is trying to fight the flu.

Primark isn't the strangest place I visited today. I've also been inside a Catholic Church. Damn that institution! What is very frustrating is that despite my blatant disaproval for everything they do and pure contempt of what they stand for, I am still having to play their fucking game. The only way to be a godfather to my little baby nice is to go to confession. I haven't done it yet, because the church was empty, but I'll have to. Speak to some stranger who claims some sick monopoly on communication with a fictional figure, about my "sins". How ridiculous. I don't even believe in sins, it's an abstact concept. Just like god or heaven and hell. It's pure politics and the church is nothing but a business. It should be taxed like a business, if I was an MP of any party I would ceryainly make that one of my campaign promises.