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Christmas shopping

I recently went Christmas shopping with Jodi, mainly with the purpose of getting Freya a bed and activating my new contactless card, as I buy pretty much everything I need in life from Amazon. But it’s difficult to gauge a good dog bed online, Freya needed a new living room one because her previous one is super old and not comfortable at all. She’s actually been borrowing Ozzy’s bed that was accidentally left here when he was up for our wedding!

Freya’s fabulous new bed. It was only £15! I think it’s this one.

I was originally going to give the bed to her on Christmas morning, but not only did she see us coming through the door with it, know it was a dog thing and get super excited, I also thought, why should she continue flopping on a less comfortable thing because of a special human date she has no awareness of?

A star decoration from The Range that I just fell in love with.

“The Star of Bethlehem, or Christmas Star,[1] appears only in the nativity story of the Gospel of Matthew, where “wise men from the East” (Magi) are inspired by the star to travel to Jerusalem.[2] There they meet King Herod of Judea, and ask, “Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews?” We have come to pay homage to the newborn king of the Jews. Herod calls his scribes and priests who quote to him that a verse from the Book of Micah interpreted as a prophecy, states that the Jewish Messiah would be born in Bethlehem to the south of Jerusalem.
Secretly intending to find and kill the Messiah in order to preserve his own kingship, Herod invites the wise men to return to him on their way home. The star leads them to Jesus’ home in the town, where they worship him and give him gifts. The wise men are then given a divine warning not to return to Herod, so they return home by a different route.[3] Many Christians believe the star was a miraculous sign.
Some theologians claimed that the star fulfilled a prophecy, known as the Star Prophecy.[4] Astronomers have made several attempts to link the star to unusual celestial events, such as a conjunction of Jupiter and Venus,[5] a comet, or a supernova.[6]”

Also this.
This is a beautiful, and very big, rabbit named Patrick! I would have honestly taken him home if my husband wouldn’t have been a tad annoyed.
And here are some critters.
A Christmas Wiletti.
A TV aerial I’ve never noticed in Tomb Raider 2 before. Unless I notice it every year and then forget.
Freya putting herself under the tree to remind us she’s still the best gift ever.
8th night.
Dat fire.


Latkes! Unfortunately I got a bit of a bowel infection after eating these, it might not have been down to these because Will was fine, might have been pre-packed noodles I ate or something (I got Gastroenteritis from a ready-to-eat salad before), but either way, the next day I was NOT WELL.
Finally got a jewel-tone bauble wreath.
Button quail eggs. My mum has Button Quails now.
2019’s bullet journal. I want to annotate these pages with stuff, but I don’t know what, and it would probably just ruin them.
Master list of interesting names has been transferred.
2019’s pocket calendar is here AND it’s sloth themed!
Hanukkah overlaps with Christmas again next year and it’s gonna be wonderful.
The most orderly natural curl on my head is placed to just flop about in my ear.
Met these fun animatronic reindeer at the shopping centre recently!

I just want to clarify my stance on Christmas since I notice I get a bit of side-eye when I enthuse about it. I’m not being insincere about Christmas at all. Yes, as someone believing in Judaism, I don’t think Jesus was the messiah. But he was undeniably an important historical figure in whatever form he did exist. People forget very easily that Jesus (Yeshua) was Jewish, born to Mary (Mariam) and Joseph (Yosef), Jewish parents, in Jewish society in JUDEA.

I was actually raised in a Pagan household, my parents didn’t want me to be Jewish and I’m self-taught in that regard. We always celebrated the Solstice/ Yule, but usually ended up doing everything on the 25th anyway because that’s when all the other kids did, and when all the stuff was on telly.

The UK has a specific way of having a secular Christmas, it’s part of our culture so obviously we are doing that every year anyway. So yes, I understand Christmas, and yes, I love it.

Not sure if Will’s Xmas playlist is public but here it is anyway.

Speaking of Spotify, I was recently shown my 2018 listening habits.


If you would like to gain some second-hand embarrassment from my music taste, I enclose the 100 songs I apparently listened to the most. Despite being listed as one of my top songs above, Bones by Equinox is not actually in there.

Last night I decided I was going to give myself a Christmas present in the form of cutting myself off socially.

That might sound weird, but I’m kind of tired of everyone right now. Sometimes people do things, even though they know better, even though we’re almost 30, because at the end of the day one of their life priorities is still to hurt you, or at least to do things at your expense because they haven’t noticed that people always tell you about it afterwards.

Something made me lose quite a lot of the feelings I had for somebody for a long time. I just don’t feel like I should care about that person anymore because I’m tired of this.

And then there are other people that seem to take a dislike to you even though you instantly liked them and have tried to be friends. And people say, oh, so-and-so’s just weird like that, don’t get discouraged. But then they later say, you know it’s weird that you’re trying so hard right? OK well what the fuck am I supposed to do then.

So for Christmas I’m just gonna sit in my house and mind my own business and not talk to anybody unless I think it’s super necessary.

Maybe I’m overreacting a bit due to the horrendous period I’m having for the first time in a while. Probably shouldn’t say that sort of thing on the internet, but also, this is my personal website and I can do whatever I want, other people would write whatever they wanted and I’m doing that too.

You know why period pain sucks? It’s like a fist, wrapped in barbed wire, twisting slowly into your uterus. And you think, OK, it’s gotta come out the back of my body at some point. But it doesn’t, it just keeps going forever, travelling but somehow not moving.

The pain is actually caused because the uterus contracts so much that it cuts off its own blood supply. It’s like if I sat on my own leg for three days, it would be yelling “Get off, get off!” My uterus is yelling “Get off!” but I can’t climb off of my own uterus any more than I can walk away from my fingernails and there’s nothing I can do to make the pain stop or otherwise flatten out my stupidly crumpled organ.

TL;DR my dog got a new bed, I’m excited for Christmas but otherwise stressed as fuck.


I know it’s fashionable again for kapos and uninformed gentiles to complain about the nation state law without ever having read the text of it, but we have no time for your bullshit.












Will and me have to care for our own safety above all else. Our house has already been graffitied with Nazi insignia ON THE INSIDE (a.k.a. BY ONE OF YOU) and we have very little trust left to give. If you value us as people then learn your shit and defend your local Jews, otherwise we’ll be gone.

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