Dec 24, 2007
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Dec 11, 2007
Many banks have a new kind of Christmas club in operation. The new club helps you save money to pay for last year's gifts.
I've been thinking alot. I know scary..
It is almost Christmas.
I layed (correct my grammar here) on my ass last night just like the one before and have yet to even remotely begin to Christmas shop. Damn commercialization of the world! If I see another Gawd-damned Zales journey diamond pendant commercial I will jump thru the t.v. and strangle that bitch myself for having such an enchanted life..
Commercials either need to mimic life or life needs to mimic commercials. Either way, we won't all be disappointed when we don't get a miracle Sears-mas.
I want to see Commercials about what people really get-
* As Myrtle unwraps her AB Roller / Deep Fryer combo. The same Sponge bob P.J's George gets every year because his dumb ass mentioned that he liked watching Sponge bob.
That would make this a Christmas Miracle that this (little damned cynically being) would enjoy. Yes enjoy.. I would watch just to see they're ridiculously awkward smiles. You know the one ;)
As for me personally, I already got my gift. A ticket to Idaho to see my Gran one more time. I am most assuredly loved... :)
Dec 10, 2007
Had to make a change. Friggin' Blogger wouldn't let me sign it or check my comments. Anyhoo... I will get my shit together tomorrow and post something worth while.
Doesn't "expecting the unexpected" make the unexpected expected?
Dec 5, 2007
I keep wondering when the heavy burden of it all will subside. With my Grandma being so incredibly sick, Macguffin having a heart attack due to stressing out so much about all of us, my daughter who acted like a complete bitch and fought with him after he got out of the hospital, and my boss who is in my book a complete and udder asshole for screaming in my face, I think I might just sign up for the peace corps.
to be cont..