deathbydawn

xmas is over! it's an xmas time miracle!!!


now all that's left to cope with are the few redundant xmas sale commercials, some new after xmas sale commercials, and two work parties. and then...

gone are the days of xmas, yule, or presents. no more feliz navidad, ho ho ho, or seasons greetings. not for some time will i hear about holiday tidings, (fleeting) good will towards men. not a god damned holly fucking jolly for three hundred and thirty four days, (the month following thanksgiving subtracted, as it is essentially just as bad as the day itself).

each year my xmas wish indefinitely comes true at 12:00 am, december 26th.

joy to the world, now we can all start living normal(ish) lives again.

new years resolutions:

1. learn how to dance... or at least learn how to not care that i can't dance, and do it anyway.

2. get good enough at pool to make money off of it (if even a little).

3. save money to move out of this shit kicker town.

4. meditate

5. stop having sex with taylor. which should be easy, as i am less and less attracted to her everytime she demonstrates her complete and utter reliance on everyone else, including, but not limited to, yours truly.



p.s. i hope santa gets ebola. same with jesus.