Well, I've survived Christmas, now all that's left is no claw my way through New Year's. I can tell you that this is one of the most miserable times of the year. Seriously, people need to lighten up. It's bad enough that I work at a local mall, where a single empty parking space means a battle to the death, but I swear the customers have been trying to give me a tough time on purpose. If this is the spirit of Christmas, you'd think the Nazis invented the damn holiday.

Not that I don't appreciate the presents and the food, don't get me wrong. I like to stuff my face with Christmas goodies as much as the next poor bastard. I'd gladly suffer the parties for the grub. I'm even nice to old folks and snotty kids. But that would make the season worth it only if I could barricade myself in my room for all of December, surviving off a stash of food under my bed with the curtains drawn.

That said, happy holidays to you all. I'm going back to bed.

~Sky