Merry X-Mas.
Despite the fact that I denounce God's existence on a regular basis, this Christmas has rocked for me.
The only thing I asked for was a new acoustic steel string guitar. Imagine how I felt when I discovered that there was no guitar-shaped present under the tree.
Blah blah blah, opened some presents like earrings, belts, stuff that I buy myself...
And then I open a little gold box with a blinky guitar pin in it. There's a note in it too. It says...
"To: Olivia.
How about a real steel-string guitar in my closet?
Love, Mom."
I came.
Loudly.
All over the place.
The only thing I asked for was a new acoustic steel string guitar. Imagine how I felt when I discovered that there was no guitar-shaped present under the tree.
Blah blah blah, opened some presents like earrings, belts, stuff that I buy myself...
And then I open a little gold box with a blinky guitar pin in it. There's a note in it too. It says...
"To: Olivia.
How about a real steel-string guitar in my closet?
Love, Mom."
I came.
Loudly.
All over the place.