Posted on Boxing Day, mind.
Cindy: No real arguments with Sharon. Or Zeta. You can't beat a generally easygoing Christmas Day.
Aguileraisacunt(acuntwithbeautifullegsbutstillacunt): Switching on Radio 1 to hear about the Godfather of Soul passing on. Way to get the day off on a bad note.
Rosanna ([Jessica] Alba being the sole preserve of Butch): Making out like a bandit with the booty - underwear, jumper and £30 HMV gift card (and with the post-Christmas sales coming up!) from Sharon, Is It Just Me Or Is Everything Shit? Volume 2 from Joy (a vast improvement on what said aunt gave me last year), and socks, the new Onion collection and the complete series of The Wild Wild West on DVD from Zeta. In football terms, back of the net!
Madonna: Chris Moyles' Christmas panto this year. Laughless waste of 30 minutes, although I'm sure KS would love the bit where Gwen Stefani as Little Red Riding Hood gets eaten.
Hayden: Managing not to overeat on the day for a change.
Hatcher: Worrying that our wages won't be available on Dec. 29. The thought of being broke on my birthday...
Monica: Not getting any soundtrack albums for Christmas. This counts because I still have Lifeforce, Runaway and Lucas to listen to. :)
Girls Aloud: Christmas Day TV. Even less alluring than usual. I didn't watch ANYTHING. (Apart from the endings of The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe and Chicken Little.)
JLH: Winning the awesomeness award from Jen for this link. I think.
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