I can’t believe it’s almost Christmas! It really does not feel like it. I have been pretty devoid of Christmas spirit this year…scroogetastic. I guess that’s mostly because being in a warmer climate, I have been in denial that it is in fact winter and Christmas time. I mean, San Diego has definitely decked its halls with plenty of fuh-la-la, but it just never sank in for me. Plus, I’ve been stressed out.
So yes yes, instead of going back to Beantown for Christmas, my family is coming to visit me in San Diego! They arrive around 7:30 PM west coast time on Christmas day. I am just as pleased as holiday spiked punch that they are making the trip out. I really wasn’t looking forward to having another family-free Christmas like last year.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, celebrating Christmas in Prague last year was definitely beyond fantastic and an entirely unforgettable experience (nothing says holiday cheer like a Christmas Eve ghost tour regaling tales of a gentile-slaying, claymation golem), but ya just gotta be with your family on Christmas…it’s a Yule rule.
So yeah, 3 more days! Can’t even wait!
P.S.
Here is my preemptive new year’s resolution: achieve electrolightenment and become a practitioner of verbal eloquence, not diarrhea.
Just told the cashier at Food 4 Less that he’s probably schizophrenic.
Of course, out of context that sounds a lot more abrasive than it actually was. He laughed (albeit awkwardly) after I said it!
But still, I shouldn’t be handing out DSM diagnoses in jest to strangers. Especially around the holidays.
No one likes a stocking full of bipolar disorder or a gift card to OCD.
http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/twas-the-night-monologue/866361/
…Why John Malkovich is amazing.
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