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I’m home for Christmas. It’s quiet. Then again nobody but me is home, which is sad. I miss people. I’m sort-of looking forward to the rest of the BGS lot getting home this weekend, but then I have no idea what to expect. I’m not the same person that left in October, so why should they be? Plus they’re not going to have a clue who I’m talking about, and probably just keep bringing up rubbish I’d rather have forgotten, actually that’s been happening for years and the majority is bullshit anyway, quite. A bit more heroes, then some Maryse Condé time? Not a bad plan.