happy freaking holidays

shiiiiiiit. wanna hear some karma? karma is me talkin' shit about how everyone in minnesota cannot drive in the snow and doesn't belong on the road and then me getting into an accident about one hour later. that is karma. there is a very good reason i live in seattle and not minneapolis, and that reason is the mother fucking weather. oh sure, seattle is rainy and cloudy in the winter. what-the-fuck-ever, i say. minnesota is snowy and below fucking zero. and the roads suck and drivers suck and anti-lock breaks suck (on ice). sure, i love and miss my friends and family here. but fuck the winter, for christ's sake. merry christmas mom, i rear-ended a reverend on the way home today and fucked up the front end of your brand new passat. so, can i borrow car again now and go meet some friends for a drink or what? oh, i am snowed in and can't get out of the fucking driveway? man, i love this place! boy, do i wish i lived here 12 months out of the year, what fucking fun!

did someone say scrooge? bah humbug.

sigh.

merry christmas ya'll. here's hoping you are in a better mood than i. i miss my girlfriend, i miss my cat, and i am sorta put off by the whole christmas thing. i tried to have a conversation with my family tnoight about maybe not buying into all of this commercialistic bullshit of christmas and maybe not actually buying each other presents in the future. my reasoning is that at this point in our lives, if we need something we can buy it for ourselves, and that really the holidays are all about us just getting together as a family. needless to say, my sister and brother-in-law gave me their typically dismissive "fucking hippy" look while my mom and dad basically just ignored me. swell.

ho ho ho (humbug)

no wonder it only lasted one season

in middle school i watched my so called life because i had a huge crush on claire daines.  so now that its on abc online, i thought i should check it out again.  the problem now of course is it is still the adolescent claire daines, but i am now 27.  and i think that is illegal, even in seattle.  and the worst part?  that show fucking sucks.

and here is why peyton manning sucks.  he does these mastercard commercials where he tells you as the viewer that you are fat and are probably not going to be able to do anything about it and so you should just buy bigger clothing.  and i laughed the first time i saw it, because it is supposed to be funny.  but then i realized that he is a giant douche for being a pro athlete and telling people in the obese states of america that they should not work out and so just spend more money instead.  what a jackass.

had to change things up now that i have a seattle phone number, a seattle driver's license, and soon washington licence plates.  i couldn't be runnin' around with no DC-based blog, now could i?