As of today, there is only one month until Christmas. This means:
- only one more month of Christmas ads
- only one more month of Christmas music
- only one more month of eggnog and fruit cake
- only ten months until the whole thing starts again. With the same fruit cake.
Notice that since I’m no longer complaining about anything ever again* I present the above as a list of positives. I look forward to seeing you again next year, fruit cake! (I really can’t remember the last time I actually ate fruit cake. Even still, I dimly recall it being horrible. I mean that in a very positive way.)
* I may or may not choose to redefine what constitutes complaining
