I'm spending the afternoon with Greg House on "House." ha ha. This dude rocks. I love everything about him-the pill-popping, sarcastic, brilliant doctor he is. And yes, I realize this is just a fictional character! He is still awesome!
Every year, as I get older, I find myself hating Christmas more and more. And, I HATE the music even more with a passion. Ugh. You hear it everywhere-even before the month of December begins. Everyone is so la-la-la about it. GAG me with a spoon already. Sure the decorations are pretty. Sure the "spirit" is nice...if that is what you can call it these days. All I seem to see is money spent that you don't have, greedy bastards and trying to get the last toy off the shelf to the brattiest kid who'll just dump it after 6 months. So, call me the ole Grinch or Scrooge or even House...I'm glad. I don't pretend to be what I'm not. =)
3 comments:
hahaha... i can see your point! it's not what it used to be. although, its better for me now. watching my kids faces light up about Santa, or the Christmas lights, or the tree... oh man, it makes dealing with all the greedy bastards at the store worth it ;)
I think I was in a bad mood when I wrote that! haha. I think I feel this way because I'm not married and I don't have kids.... =) Not that that is a bad thing.
I love House! It's one of my favorite shows on TV. He is such a grump, but I love him. He could be Weezer's son or nephew. LOL! :)
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