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...and I'm done for the day. Done done done.

It's not even noon here yet, and my mum has already accomplished the following;

1) Successfully guilt-tripped us all into going to mass tonight

2) Made it abundantly clear that anyone caught drinking between now and mass will be severely punished.


Oh, and I got a text from the my ex, who has no one to spend Christmas with and is very lonely. What am I doing today, he wants to know... hmm. Not dealing with your sorry, desperate arse, that's for damn sure. I'm going running... Screw all of this.

ETA. She's actually seems to be guarding where the alcohol is... I got the Catalan death stare on my way out the door.

ETA2. Apparently punishment is no mass=no empanadas. Well played, mum. Well played.

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