And Here We Are

Another holiday season.   It's not something I enjoy, and in fact, find it pretty gruesome.  Fairly certain there are numerous cantankerous and whiny blog posts about this on thee ole Crank The Shiny Tune but after a little cry session with my friend tonight, I figured out a way to deal.

I'm ok.. As long as we don't talk about the actual fucking day or anything to do with it.  Not a word.  Nothing about Norman Rockwell, decorations, traditions, white elephants, baking or whatever.  I'm serious, not a fucking word.  Ugh, so dramatic.

At any rate...bind yourself; and noooo festive talk.  There's only one thing to do when you realize you're walking through a desert.  Time to ration water, folks.



The Mary Onettes // Explosions // The Mary Onettes //
2007

Images: Kock Magazine 
I will miss trees, ornaments, caroling and dirty hot chocolate though..   Just saying.

Christmas Sneer

After a few hours of Christmas carding, my Santa elf kicked in and I had the bright idea to pull out the Do Not Open Christmas box of decorations I've kept hidden from myself.  Well the lights are dead but the wine is flowing.  This song is a definite on my Winter Mix.

Behavior with Andrea Revel - Clap!  Shake!  Jump!