Days regain some sort of coherent structure.

No more getting drunk at 10:30am to help the day whizz past.

Going from eight meals a day back to three.

Less chance of developing Type 2 diabetes.

New jumpers to show off.

Leaving the house again! Exciting! Have they built any new buildings since we were last outside?!

Nice break from all that wanking.

Comparing new MP3 players with everyone.

Going back on savoury food.

The feeling that you should be doing something MORE with your life is replaced by the more familiar feeling that you should, in fact, be doing LESS.

eBaying Christmas games for drugs money.

Spending all day posting on internet forums feels slightly more socially acceptable on January 4 than it does on December 25.