I mean it, fuck it all the holidays are here.
I am not mean, I want people to be happy, but my teeth are on edge.
Maybe I’m just jealous that I don’t have the time to place a naughty elf every night.
Hell, I couldn’t even buy the Elf.
Plus I would be horribly tempted to be really naughty with the elf because that’s just how I roll.
As it is I have a daughter with a birthday December 12 and she wants a phone and did I know that all of her friends have iphones and then to prove her point my brother’s child who is 6 weeks younger than my child got an iphone for no good reason 2 weeks ago.
She is a lovely child, my girl. If she gets a regular old phone she will smile, but I will see the disappointment there, no doubt, even if she tries to hide it.
Oh and she wants a laptop for Christmas.
Stanley and I are talking about how to make things happen for Christmas so that is good.
still… The holidays are a bitch.
You may find me rocking in a corner, repeating things in 3’s and tapping my forehead,
“Fuck the elf, fuck the elf, fuck the elf..”