The holidays are finally over. I like the holiday season because I like gifts and egg nog. I also tend to drink more (egg nog, etc.) during this most wonderful time of the year, and that suits me just fine. Nothing blasts away the doldrums of Autumn depression like a few consecutive benders with close enablers. But, that’s just me. A lot of people dig the holidays because they get to see family. I guess that’s cool, but I think family is a bunch of hype. I didn’t exactly choose to be born into this clan. So why should I be forced to enjoy pie and coffee cordially with you people?
I’m sorry, it’s the truth. If I can’t be honest today, then when?
The only family member I ever looked forward to seeing every holiday was Cousin Katherine.