Christmas sulk...

I am now officially on holiday.  I left work at 4.50pm this afternoon.  The security assistant had obviously decided that if he shut the front gate it would deter people from entering the site near to his home time.  In the process of opening the very stiff metal gate I managed to trap my thumb.  It hurt so much it bought tears to my eyes.  It is still throbbing now.  This pretty much sums up how I am feeling at the moment.  In a word (well, two words) fed-up.

Christmas sucks when you're in my position.  Grown up, single, tiny family containing no kids.  It will basically be just another day, but with presents and board games.  I couldn't even think of any exciting gifts to ask for.  I ended up requesting a new stir fry pan.  At least there will be chocolate.

Also, I watched the last ever episode of Drop the Dead Donkey yesterday.  It had rather a sad ending and did nothing to help my gloomy mood.