Five days left
Five days remain
Until the day we party
And we all go insane
The party it has started
It starts with slush and rain
But from this we’ll depart, see
And reunite with again
On the day of Christmas
The day we give and take
When everyone stays awake
Awake until it’s late
Yet rise early when morning comes
For the day is new and great
It is fate, there has been none
No mistake to make
I remember a time a long time ago when I used to post lots o short posts and recieve lots o comments, and then sometimes pour some more time into a larger post, and recieve no comments at all. Nowadays, it seems I recieve less comments on the short posts, and more comments on the long posts. How did that happen? Have I suddenly in due time started appealing to a different audience? Or has my audience aged and suddenly started appriciating the quality of longer posts instead of short ones? Maybe some day this mystery will be revealed. ;)
Day is far from over, but there’s a specific reason I’m posting this planned post now instead of later. I’m invited to an early Christmas party at my cousin Davids place, and will be going there in about two hours. There I shall be consuming snacks of varied shapes and sizes in a grand Christmas buffet and playing games with the other people present for an undefinable amount of time. Probability sais I won’t be back until very late tonight.
How about the day so far? Slept ten hours today, and woke up a bit late, at ten. Ate two sandwiches and proceeded by taking a morning walk in the slighty warmer snowcovered world outside our cozy cubical haven of warmth. Then ate a small portion spaghetti and I will now watch The Killer, a great Johnny Woo film, and after that translate as many versions of FlatPress as I can (fifteen versions waiting to be translated) from English to Swedish before the great party starts and we venture away. See you tomorrow!