Well, it’s Christmas… or at least, it should be by the time I publish this page… assuming that I hadn’t forgotten to do so.
I’m writing this before the clock strikes midnight, which is usually when the family starts opening up all their gifts. I keep my expectations to a minimum. As I get older, I realize that we’re past the point of getting fancy gifts we might actually and instead settle for more clothes and possible knick-knacks. The only person whom I’d expect to get the fun gifts from is my older brother… that’s fine by me, though.
Honestly, no matter what gifts pan out, I just want to make it through this Christmas in one piece and in a good mood. Let’s hope nothing bad happens. Would be nice. For once.
Too dramatic? Maybe… but I don’t know… I always get a funny feeling.
Later.
dtm666 