Having one of those days where you start cleaning something and then figure why the fuck not just keep going. Full pantry deep clean, swept and mopped under the couch, now onto the bathroom...

Christmas tree is up, I think that counts as a productive day right?

Time does not move any slower than in the fortnight before a holiday.

Can someone explain the cricket thing to someone who doesn't really care for cricket? Feel like it's a crucial part of Anglo-Aussie relations that I shouldn't miss out on.

Seeya later ya cis male fuck