Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Go Elf Yourself

Take comfort in knowing the booze I drank using the money set aside for your gift helped me get over the guilt of not getting you a gift

I have no mileage to report from the weekend, and I'm not sure I'll have any to report before my office releases me from the drudge of work life to celebrate the holiday season. So, let's just call it a week, OK?

To those celebrating the religious sort of holiday, may it be a reverent and joyous occasion. If you have instead erected a Festivus pole, may the airing of grievances be cathartic and let the feats of strength reveal the merits of your loved ones. And to the rest of you, good luck finding that one open pub where you may swallow your sorrows and expel the seasonal affectation disorder. And by expel, I mean projectile vomit.

Enjoy the break. Cheers!

6 comments:

BrianFlash said...

Have a nice break, good holidays, and get 30 more miles in before January 1st.

Maybe you can run to your New Year's Eve party...

GeorgiaSnail said...

Doobie doobie doo....

Jess said...

Enjoy your break as well!

Morgan said...

Happy Holidays!!!

May you run 30 more miles and wrap up the year a champ... or else drown your sorrows in misery thanks to the big fat FAIL of not running 1,000 miles... ya know which ever... :P

CHEERS!!!!!!

Razz said...

Damnit, you stole my holiday sentiments. Looks like I'll have to redo the card.

Ian said...

Cathartic? You stole my word, I totally used that in my post today and now that you've used it it sounds dumber.

Oh, and Merry Christmas and all that jazz to you and yours too.