...ended up a kinda crappy Christmas Day for me this year unfortunately. I probably should have waited a week to break up with her. As it was I spent the whole day kinda recounting the story to everyone who inevitably came up, big hugs, "hey, where's Giang?" "we broke up four days ago" *sympathetic look* "awww, what happened?"...tell story again. Also a bit of an odd feeling to the day as well. I have basically two distinct groups of friends. I spent Christmas lunch with the first group - boys I have known for years, race motorbikes with etc. I get the feeling that group is disintegrating, which is sad. Strange animosity and tensions, little rivalries popping up, quite a few of them leaving the country soon, one of them getting a little creepy etc. It was odd. Nothing to do with me, but was a little sad to see everyone putting their smiley face on, then whispering in my ear later. Evening was spent out with the other group - these are the guys I am normally out on the roll with - and ya, that was all pretty fun. Those guys all knew my story, so at least I wasnt reliving the breakup again. Capped off nicely by getting home at like 12, going for a shower, and having the hose between the hot water heater and the wall split, spraying water everywhere. I have a pretty ballsy water pump cos I like it the pressure. This particular joint faces directly into my bedroom. Open bathroom door.....entire room flooded. No plumber willing to work at midnight, so patched it up as best I could (hammered bath plug into it)....and was at the plumbing supplies store at 6 am on the 26th. Got the plumbing sorted, and hey presto...the power went out! Oh well.....