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The Holiday Message of Love.

It's the draw up to the end of the year now. I know a bunch of folk don't do Xmas, for various reasons, and maybe you all do something else, or nothing, or maybe you sit there and think about how it's faintly ridiculous that things stop for this. Crosses my mind, certainly. Anyhow, the world pauses and so does my world. So, this, then, this is the Holiday message of wishing you well over the break.

I am wishing you well. Can you tell?

Anyhow, if you find yourself sitting round, bored, here's some free fiction for you to read that was published this year. Print them out, read them off screen, whatever, but here you are if you get restless over the break.

Johnny Cash (a tale in questionnaire results)

Dream of a Russian Princess.


Dialogues: On the Street



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Dec. 24th, 2005 08:58 am (UTC)
Bloody fucking...! Alright, I'm well, I'm WELL! Stop looking at me like that!

(And may your foodies be yum tomorrow, and may you get something other than Star Wars figurines. ;p)
Dec. 24th, 2005 10:08 am (UTC)
*keeps looking*


actually, i don't reckon i have to worry about star wars toys this year. my sister has said she's not buying me anything, which is nice, cause it meant i didn't have to buy her anything.
Dec. 24th, 2005 02:37 pm (UTC)
Merry Christmas, Ben. :-D
Dec. 24th, 2005 09:20 pm (UTC)
thank you.

you have a ice day, yeah?
Dec. 25th, 2005 12:28 am (UTC)
Heh! I don't know what I thought you'd look like, but not that. I'll readjust my brain, now.

Happy weekend!
Dec. 25th, 2005 10:40 pm (UTC)
people usually think i'm much better looking ;)

you have a nice weekend, too.
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