It's been one of those rare Christmases when nobody's tried to kill me. There's still time, though. I almost feel like going out to look for trouble, but I've been warned that I shouldn't dare.
Today, I feel like a completely new man. Thank you.
I'll have to save my grumpy journals for another day (thank you secret Santa). The not-so-secret Santa got me what I asked for - a train set so large that the TARDIS had to create a whole separate room for it.
Does anybody want a custom button made? Let me know what you want it to say, and it's yours!