I fucking hate fucking holidays! Instant depression for no reason! Hate hate hate! Abhor!
I managed to avoid every xmas party I was invited to. Well, one was cancelled. I skipped two parties in one night. Plus, two different work parties. It's not even that I didn't want to go, I just had a ton of shit to do for my next play, and...the holidays make me want to stay home, watch DVDs & read and eat copious amounts of cheese.
I have a bottle of wine, and two day/nights to really get crackin' on my art show, since it's due next Sat. and I'll be out of town for a few days.
Fucking holidays....at least New Year's is a holiday for drunk, permanently single folk like myself!
"And furthermore *hic!* this holiday sucks because..."
"The Holiday Season is almost over? YEAY!!!"
This is from when I used to drink...I mean, I still do, but...