Game Over

16 christmas parties, in 13 days... that is my very definition of tired.

So on my second days rest in a row, I only slept for 14 hours. Damn, it was the sweetest thing in the world, ever...

I don't know what I hate the most about the holidays, the nagging from family or the presents. As a child I loved the presents, as an adult I hate them, they cost too damn much, take too much time to find, and basically a month after giving them, the person forgets and tosses it to the side. Seriously the stupidest investment ever. I think next year I'm donating money in everyones name that way it's going to a good cause, not the garage or closet in a month or two.

So I'm going home for the holidays, 4 days to be exact, and it's going to be the most tiring affair ever cuz I have to make sure to see both sides of the familia, and if I don't spend enough time, that means I don't love them, blah blah... seriously, it's like I tell Kim, I fucking hate this time of the year cuz it's not even close to what it was supposed to be. I feel like charlie brown right now.

Joe out...