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Well... yeah. Here it is, Christmas Eve, and once again, it blows. Actually, this year it's worse. (Christmas Eve dinner-- way fucking expensive, and not particularly great. Would hav been happier at Taco Bell. And lots of family suckage.)
This upcoming year, I am going on a search for our lost Christmas Mystery. I mean, I can sit here when it's dark, alone, with my hat on, and my nails painted (though not this year) and revel in the fact it's Christmas Eve, while God Rest Ye plays.
But tomorrow will suck. And the following days will suck.
And just... what happened to Christmas? ='(
This upcoming year, I am going on a search for our lost Christmas Mystery. I mean, I can sit here when it's dark, alone, with my hat on, and my nails painted (though not this year) and revel in the fact it's Christmas Eve, while God Rest Ye plays.
But tomorrow will suck. And the following days will suck.
And just... what happened to Christmas? ='(
