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12.19.2004, 2:40 am

i think if i could have one superpower, i'd be able to teleport. i really think it'd be useful and pretty cool, to boot.

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for the first time in a long time, i think i have something interesting to say. i'm apalled at myself for being so boring lately. so here goes:

oh shit i forgot it.

oh wait i remember. bee-tee-doubleyou, gee-eff-gee pee-oh-tee.

crap i forgot again. this ishard.

oh! i think i figured out why i dislike christmas so much. i really do dislike it, as opposed to feeling neutral about it. it really kind of irritates me. there are two parts of why.

one) i hate its ubiquity. this i knew before. but for

ok im sorry i spaced. i'm watching the uncut version of "the sweetest thing" on comedy central and surprisingly really enjoying it. its a silly romantic comedy, but at the same time its actually pretty raunchy and toilet-humory. *reminder to talk about out cold*

ok. so. for a month BEFORE christmas, it essentially IS christmas. it's four weeks of penultimate christmas. and its ridiculous. blah! its impossible to avoid. i fucking hate those old navy singing commercials. and it makes me not want to shop at old navy. and it makes me hate christmas more. decorations everywhere. bah humbuggery.

two) the more interesting new one. i just don't buy christmas. like, the whole tone of the thing and the imagery and the whole lot of it. it just never sat well with me.

so for a whole month i'm berated by the whole world trying to sell me something i don't want to buy. (i dont mean that literally, its not the consumerism. its everything).

omg south park. if its their woodland critters christmas i'm gonna piss my self. that episode is RIDICULOUSLY weird.

so yeah. there it is. i don't like christmas. like, if there really was a santa claus with reindeer who magically delivered presents... not just toys. you need a new electric razor? write a letter to santa. then i'd feel like i'm missing out. because honestly, that would be bitchin'. can you imagine the ramifications of if it was real??? i wonder if scientists could harness the magic that makes that kind of travel possible. but then that sort of makes santa himself less special. thus i don't buy christmas again.

but teleportation is possible. O_O

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	this. fucking. much.