December 17th, 2006
All good guesses, althoe it isn’t bum’s. or pooe’s. As i was re-examining the chocolate just now (which we’re not eating yet btw just in case it’s very important), i caught a glimpse in the back of my mind of exactly what the chocolate shape is and means…
and it was joyeux like a thousand thousand christmases, all happy and great and excellent. It’s like, in fetching this chocko from out of the depths of possible reality, in bringing this nugget of potential christmas chocolate into being and carrying it with us, we’re making the universe all christmassey somehow! But as soon as the vision faded the memory of it did too, I just remember what it sort of meant, or something. It just sort of meant lots of christmas… someghowe.
Let’s have a look at the calendar today. Everything’s settled down now! The reindeer stable’s still there, and the sley with baby snatta in, and dady snata and mumy snata are there, and o! That star we saw the other day seems to be getting closer too, and there’s a wind following it but it sort of sounds like a man shouting something still, and everything’s a bit snowey and christmasey and it’s all nice and that!
And look whose coming to see snata today!