i don't hate christmas. i just have very low tolerance for the holiday season. christmas was my mother's favorite holiday. she was, in fact, a christmas nazi and every year i would get drafted and i would have to put up a million fucking bows and set up a million little ceramic villages and get the christmas lights inside of the goddamn tree and climb into the fucking bushes, etc, etc. this is my second christmas without my mother and, like last year, the house is bare. two days ago, my father gave away our fake tree. we don't even exchange gifts. last year, the day was depressing and painful and i cried. this year, since i can use the car, maybe i'll go for a drive or go see a movie or something. christmas blows. meh.
Nice to run into someone randomly though with great music, etc. You read good books and you gots good looks. Rock it for Xmas!