the beast
that cannot be fed...also known as christmas...has risen up and bitten me in the ass. which is my way of saying I AM TOTALLY FILLED WITH CHRISTMAS SPIRIT, BITCHES!
There's no escaping it. I have spent every spare moment I have, which isn't many actually, planning meals, making lists, and shopping for gifts. Which is really strange, because while I like giving people things, I hate shopping, and always panic when I do and end up buying the worst presents ever. But even though it is not yet past Thanksgiving, and I detest early christmas people, I have to fight myself not to play carols and christmas music in the house. I am even buying presents for people at work, whom I do not like, and which I cannot afford anyway! It's terrible, and yet I am humming Winter Wonderland even as I type this. (I live in Cali. It does not snow!)
And I am trying to finish at least two more chapters of the boys as Xmas presents for everyone.
Reminds me, let's start calling it Xmas, like on Futurama. So that it is less of a religious holiday and more of a fun, gift giving, big party having silly holiday for everyone regardless of faith, in which for one day we all worship a fat man in a red suit who brings us junk. It's hardly religious now anyway. In fact, when has it every really been?
"In the meadow we can build a snowman..."
AARGH!!!!
I'm fighting it, but I can't hold out much longer.
:)
There's no escaping it. I have spent every spare moment I have, which isn't many actually, planning meals, making lists, and shopping for gifts. Which is really strange, because while I like giving people things, I hate shopping, and always panic when I do and end up buying the worst presents ever. But even though it is not yet past Thanksgiving, and I detest early christmas people, I have to fight myself not to play carols and christmas music in the house. I am even buying presents for people at work, whom I do not like, and which I cannot afford anyway! It's terrible, and yet I am humming Winter Wonderland even as I type this. (I live in Cali. It does not snow!)
And I am trying to finish at least two more chapters of the boys as Xmas presents for everyone.
Reminds me, let's start calling it Xmas, like on Futurama. So that it is less of a religious holiday and more of a fun, gift giving, big party having silly holiday for everyone regardless of faith, in which for one day we all worship a fat man in a red suit who brings us junk. It's hardly religious now anyway. In fact, when has it every really been?
"In the meadow we can build a snowman..."
AARGH!!!!
I'm fighting it, but I can't hold out much longer.
:)
