I'm not disappoint that the world didn't end because if it DID and this is the afterlife, what a gyp. Although the sun is all sparkly on the snow today and I could look at that for - maybe not eternity but a long time.
What's Festivus? Is there a designated day prior to Christmas where we're allowed to air grievances? That'd be cool. Although in my experience, 'it ain't Christmas 'til somebody cries.'
Maybe we can air grievances all the way from now 'til Jan. 7. I'll start with: everything tastes like metal! It smells good and then, surprise, it tastes like the bicycle bars at the schoolyard!
