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It was a tame Stubfart Christmas this year. I had one drink of whisky on Christmas Eve. I almost completely stopped drinking several years back and I just can’t process it anymore? It was a fine sipping whisky but booze doesn’t hit my palate the same way anymore. I didn’t even feel a slight buzz afterward. 

My elderly mother is playing head games with me again. She’s not talking to me again and I hate like hell to say it… but I’m coming to appreciate it. I was gonna send her a text but dammit… I didn’t want to set her off or start a bitchfest. I sat in my chair and just ate… and ate… and ate. It was glorious! Eggs n’ toast for breakfast, Chinese onion cake-fritter things with red hot sauce for lunch, steak and potatoes for supper.

My TV does OyTube and I finally did it. I’m a fan of conspiracy theories and one of my favourite historical ones is Die Glocke - or Hitler’s mysterious last super weapon that would have won him the war - had he been able to field it. I love the ghost stories - it could stop time! It was an antigravity drive! It warped reality and turned dimensions inside out! It made people age decades in minutes. I love how everyone associated with it was either killed or recruited and silenced by the CIA or the NKVD. Xerum 525 almost sound plausible… 

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I almost hated doing the deep dive and debunking it. But I’d still love to know what that complex in the Owl Mountains was for? I watched movies, crockumentaries …and ate glorious carbs and proteins and shared them with the Niglet. That might have been a mistake… she’s been farting all night and the stench could peel paint! 

I dunno if I’ll go back on the diet today or not!  Ughhhh… maybe I should put adulting off for another day…? 

I hope you all had a great Christmas too!

Filthie