I am a buzz kill.

[det_alex_eames]

Dear GOD! Good friend (better than I thought, really,) good food and very good conversation and I still end up with my head on my knees looking miserable.

Is it January yet? Please?

So sorry, buddy, that I was such a wreck. Next time not only will you not have to cook and clean for my sorry ass, but I will be amusing and lighthearted.

If it kills me.

Dear Santa,

Don't know if I've been naughty or nice, but could I just have that ONE thing, please? I'll make up for it double next year.

-Alex