Two more days...

...And it will all be over. The mad rush. Work in retail and you realize that sooo many people wait until last minute to get things done. Ha! Then they are pissy at us for not doing everything for them fast enough. Well long line ups and miserable rat races is the price you pay for procrastinating. Though they all know that this is what will happen every year. I hate this holiday so much. It is so consuming of everyone. So important. So depressing for those who have no one to be with. Hopefully Santa will come and save them from there misery. If not maybe Baby Jesus will. I shouldn't have said that. He is probably spinning in his grave at my mockery of the holiday. Oh right. He is alive still. In two days he will be 2006 years old. I am sure he has so much to teach us. Just think of how wise he was at 30! But I guess he is smart enough to not come back. Christians like my parents would accuse him of being a false prophet and they would crucify him again. Only a lot more humanely this time. Jesus will have The Geneva Convention on his side this time. Coffee and cigarettes. The breakfast of champions. Nothing starts of my day better then the combination of the two. I have had two coffees and three cigarettes thus far and feel ready to go to work and tackle my day. Then when i get to work my boss usually has a coffe waiting for me there. But not today. She has most weekends off. But she deserves it. She works hard. She threw a party for thes taff using her bonus this year. What a sweet kind gesture. She is actually someone who cares about her staff. Which is why we are productive and work hard for her. We actually want her to look good. It will be an insanely busy day today. It was yesterday. But tomorrow will be the absolutely intense mad rush. Good ol' Christmas Eve. Everyone will be looking to stay drunk to be able to bear the family. I wish I could do that to escape the fake environment of participating in neccasary actions with the biological institution. I actually asn't going to go home this year for Christmas. But my brother said he would drive me. I know my Mother would be really over joyed if I showed up. So we are going to surprise her. My mother is really the only reason I am going. She wants the whole family together. I love her very much. So this is a small sacrifice to see the joy on her face from this. It will be a long two days. But I will endure.