Sigmund had a fairly spartan Christmas this year. Moderation and treating it like a normal day was the name of the game. Just in case you were wondering our restraint had nothing to do with the Big Bad Credit Crunch. We just thought that chilling at the spa, hanging out with mates and cooking healthy was the best bet this time round. But for those of you who did pig out on roast pheasant, gateaux and lasagne, I dedicate this spot-on entry from The Encyclopedia of Guilty Pleasures. Enjoy you greedy guzzlers. I hope you find it painfully familiar. And please remember to be SUSTAINABLE in 2009!
Post-Turkey Coma
This is the true meaning of Christmas: senses dulled by a combination of Baileys Irish Cream and the deepest blood-sugar crash you’ve experienced in exactly 365 days, you slump on a sofa at the epicentre of a noxious fug of your own making while allowing piss-poor, lowest common denominator bland-u-tainment to invade your optic nerve and numb your already crippled synapses into submission. Forget all that Scrooge rubbish; peering over a painfully distended, poultry-packed belly at a thirty-two inch cathode ray tube full of leering idiots is what yuletide is all about.
SIGMUND WISHES THE DOZEN-OR-SO READERS OF HIS BLOG A SUSTAINABLE NEW YEAR!
5 responses so far ↓
Fabrizio // December 28, 2008 at 2:01 pm |
All the best for the new year
Bonello Sigmund // January 1, 2009 at 5:59 pm |
Cheers Fabrizio. Konna bdejna nhossuna naqra lonely dan l-ahhar. No synergy mal-publiku damn it. Is-sena t-tajba. Sig.
Alex // January 8, 2009 at 3:04 pm |
You must work harder Sig. Readers don’t grow on trees.
Bonello Sigmund // January 10, 2009 at 5:02 pm |
Ghandek ragun Alex. Missni niffitta lill-editur tat-Times forsi jhallili rokna spazju biex naqsam hsibijieti mal-qarrejja u nitfa’ link ghall-blogg fil-qiegh.
Is-sena t-tajba lilek ukoll.
fabrizioellul // January 12, 2009 at 8:12 pm |
u ghal ftit ohra, isemmi ir restaurants li tiekol fihom, ix xirja li ghamilt il gimgha li ghaddiet, xi qrajt u x behsiebek taqra …