Pace on Earth

So This is Christmas

I have been fighting with my co-workers for weeks to get in the Christmas spirit and start humming along to their Christmas tunes. Up till the weekend the only Chrismtas song in my head was AC/DC's classic, which they didn't feel was appropriate. But now, with the Ides of December and my staff Christmas party (and the swag gift that comes with it) behind us I am ready to accept that Christmas is upon us and embrace the season. Basically it means that I am ready to start mixing my rum with egg nog and blabbing about how late I am going to start my shopping; tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, they all say.

I will also talk about Christmas baking, call mom for recipes, and not do a damn thing with them. I will hope that the Bypass Irving is still selling pine trees on Christmas Eve and stay up all night decorating it for almost no one to see. But that's the spirit of Christmas at my house. It's half-assed, fleeting, and absolutely wonderful. Which reminds me of one of my favourite parts of Christmas; sitting down and watching this whole movie:

"My mouth's bleeding Bert, my mouth's bleeding!"
Classic story, classic lesson.

I'm rich biatch!

Pace out.

posted by Vitamin S @ 6:37 p.m.