26 DECEMBER 2006. MONDAY. 10:27AM.

Let's just say christmas was pretty awesome with a sprinkle of craziness added in. The craziness of being in a mall on christmas eve with thousands of like-minded folks, the craziness of slight claustrophobia standing in the middle of the shopping centre and realising how if mass hysteria hit at any moment and i will be pinned to the floor and won't be home in time for Dad's chilli crabs. The craziness of being able to shop till midnight on chrissy eve and all day on chrissy day ... a treat i haven't had for many many years. Festive silliness with your oldest friends and you realise even if you spent a good time apart each year, some things will never change. Drinks at a cool martini bar and photo silliness ensued. No one can resist a fisheye lens. More drinks to follow at Clinic, a rather sterile experience with free syringe shots from slutty nurses. And back to China One for some humping and grinding hip hop and a very poor game of pool. To even out the craziness, we sat in a quiet cinema watching the perfect chrissy movie, The Holiday and came out having the hots for Jude Law once again (despite all the bad press). So that leaves me till now ... Boxing Day. A gloomy day of rain that is never letting up, i'm spending the afternoon by myself at a bookstore with a Starbucks hazelnut brew and on the hunt for my much missed Levis engineered jeans. THE "HOPE U DON'T HAVE DIAL-UP" PHOTO SET.