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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Happy (insert holiday name here)

It's 1 am on the morning of December 25, and I have nothing better to do, so why not blog a little? That's not sad at all, right? Right.

Christmas. Hanukkah. Ramadan. Kwanzaa. The winter solstice. Saturnalia.

Whatever you want to call it, 'tis the season for it. And boy oh boy, am I sick of it.

I'm not saying I'm sick of the cheer and goodwill that comes along with all of these- I'm tired of it being blasted in my face everywhere I go. I can't walk into a store without a hundred versions of "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" playing from every speaker. I can't turn on the TV without seeing ads for the latest thing that you've never heard of and cannot possible have any use for, but trust us YOU DEFINITELY NEED. Includes shipping and handling.

It's barely even Christmas and already I want it to be over. The whole thing is just a big hassle.

Grumpy the Snowman

What, am I not in the Christmas spirit? You're probably right. Face it, no one is entirely tidings of joy and goodwill towards men 24/7.

I think my one wish for Christmas is that we could all just sit down, look at eachother and ourselves, and realize that deep down...

We're all kind of terrible people.

Happy holidays, everybody. Bah humbug.