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As I type this I am waiting for the clock to strike midnight. I am waiting for Christmas to be over with mainly to lament the passing of a year. Christmas is the last holiday before the new years celebration, so in many ways it is a great deal more significant than most people take it as being. Christmas to most people is simply an excuse to get and give gifts to people that they see constantly, and also to those random family members that only show up for the holidays and the rest of the year they are off somewhere in Montana smoking crack or sucking dick for heroin money. Despite the seemingly horrid behavior of relatives, it seems that at Christmas all is forgiven and forgotten. Why on this day in particular is everything transmuted from a world of shit to a grand orgy of happiness?


I will tell you why. It is due to the fact that Jesus was an ignorant hippy faggot.

Alright, perhaps I'm being a bit harsh on the big J. It's not his fault Christians ripped off holidays from Pagans and decided to devote a couple to a sandal wearing cult leader with good ideas for the lifestyles of humankind. Yes yes, don't blame Christ, blame Christians. They fucked up a good thing for everybody. Ahh, but I seem to have gotten sidetracked. Perhaps I should not drink before I update this thing. Something to mull over later I suppose.

Back to the point, it seems to me that Christmas is being used as an excuse for happiness. I cannot, as hard as I try, subscribe to the feeling that it is ok to be unconditionally happy on one day out of the year. I also feel it is quite silly to give and receive gifts in celebration of a dead guy. We don't give gifts to random people on any other supposed birthday. Next year, I'm going to celebrate Christmas only if I can give gifts to people on the following birthdays:

Adolf Hitler
Mahatma Ghandi
Martin Luther King Jr.
Elvis
George W. Bush
Satan (Technically he's one of Gods kids too)
Akira Kurosawa
Hunter S. Thompson
The person who started Quizno's subs
Any other motherfucker I want to pay homage to

Obviously I'm not going to do this, however my point is sound.

Well, my roommate is home and he has brought with him inebriated company so I will have to cut this soon as I can't concentrate on my thoughts while drunken ramblings ensue ten feet from me. I would like to pose another thought before I stop though.

Recently I have been thinking quite soberly about my life and the lives of those around me. It seems that as each year passes many things change, yet so much stays the same. As I recall all the experiences I have had since my days of ignorant youthful carnage I can't help but to compare myself to those who have gone on this journey with me. I have known many who grew up, some who merely grew older. I have lamented the deaths of several, yet been overjoyed by the births of just as many. People have married, people have divorced. I can't say that anyone I have known for any significant period of time has remained the same as they were in their youth. The only exception is myself. While I have learned from mistakes and expanded my consciousness in certain regards, I remain a reminder of days long since passed to those that I know. Strangely, I am remarkably comfortable with this. Maybe I should not be, but quite frankly I don't care now, and I probably never will.

Well, my vodka is done so it is time I finish this off. I hope that when you all look back you can smile about what has transpired in your life. I also hope that you all think in a positive regard toward the future. I will leave you with a statement that I will never speak or type again...

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas, because it could be your last.

Cheers...