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December 23, 2008


Fuck yes. There was much to hate this year, despite my wedding. Also, it's my mom's birthday. :)

@Magical Shrimp - congrats. And my mom's b-day was 12/10. It's all good.

Want to comment----but, somehow can't get past "Crawl Space," and that pointed finger. Creeped out on Christmas...lol

Since you are affording me this opportunity, I'd like to ask: what's up with people wearing Santa hats? You don't look cute. You don't look special. You look like a dork who hasn't got an original thought in their pea of a brain. Lose the hat and get a face tattoo. You'd still look like a dork, but at least I could get a laugh out of you.

I saw a Prius sporting antlers... it looked as dorky as wearing a santa cap.

Here's my grievances:

1. Pastor Rick Warren
2. Economic collapse
3. Coal Ash environmental disaster in Tennessee that no one is talking about
4. It turns out my boss is crazy
5. I gained 5 lbs this year (thank you nerve-wracking presidential campaign)

Happy Festivus, indeed. Who will be performing the feats of strength?

Airing of grievances, eh?

I got nothing. I'm griefed out. Lemme dance around the pole.

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