Chrithmath Blues

And everybody sat round the fireplace sipping on eggnog after having a wondrous Christmas feast,thats what should happen,right? Or at least I think so but life as we know it likes to give us not only a firm pat but on more occasions a series of lashes to imbue some pain into our lives. I'll stop myself now from running into a rant tirade with how many times that's happened last year. The key element to survival however is to never break your back as you hunch over cowering.

And this is why I hate the holiday season, on every damn street and in every damn mall you see that red and white clad obese figurine ,face half covered in facial hair almost prompting you to call for those five boys that taught straight men to be metro sexual;smiling at you with flushed cheeks..I think he had one too many,If you ask me.Just talking about him gives me the shivers, I mean after over 100 years of doing the same job, you'd think he's be eligible for retirement.I wouldn't mind a hunky Santa sliding down my ....ahem..chimney.Only the naughty minds, dare to wander off. (Sweetie, I mean nothing by it too)

So plagues by the smiling old prick, I half moved-half crawled through the unbelievably crowded mall to have Christmas brunch with my friend.It was so bad, I needed GPS to find her.Christmas brunch was as you'd say delightful, we made fun of people when we run out of stuff to talk about like four hours later. Oh and I already see one hypocrite pointing their finger,you're not so innocent either and that Halo doesn't fool me. When I got home exhausted not because I had been doing heavy exercises but ploughing my way through crowds and dodging baby buggies,I was rewarded with a call from my family back in Derstraviaonyxria having the time of their lives like we always did every time this period came round. I felt piercingly lonely in my apartment and before I knew it, I was pulling on the strings making my instrument cry a sad song. As your suspicions are right, it was "All by myself"

Of course another voice cheered me up.Even though you don't celebrate Christmas,you go out of your way to try and make it worthwhile. Thus ended this holiday craze and next year, I'll be sure to get Santa wasted.