I stopped being a fan of the holidays when I was very young, so young that I can't actually remember when it last was that I didn't feel somewhat discontent the whole time leading up to and during the actual holiday. Not sure why it is, really, and when I was a teenager I assumed it was one of those things that would pass as I age, but it hasn't yet. A lot of other things have (like failing to think before I speak, now I don't speak at all), but not the holiday thing. Oh well, maybe next year.

Merry Christmas, everyone.