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Friday, December 23, 2005
Happy friggin' holidays.
Sorry if I'm not in the holiday-spirit, but life kind of...sucks.
My grandfather's cat, Charlie, was hit by a car last night. This would be terrible, no matter what. But the problem is that this is the third cat (or, gods, has it been more?) he's lost in a little under two years - cats that he was very close to. My sister and my grandfather are in a lot of pain right now, and there's nothing I can do. And I don't feel very Christmasey.
I come into work only to find out a co-worker's 40-something year old son was killed in a car accident last night. The man had two small children of his own (8 and 13). I feel for the family, and those little girls - all of whom this time of year will is ruined for the rest of their lives. And I don't feel very Christmasey.
We're supposed to get off early at work today, and I have lots to still do - mail things, buy presents, blah blah blah. But my boss took off so I have to stay. I figured, oh well, it'll be nice and quiet - a laid back day, right? But I haven't stopped since I came in and I can't seem to get caught up. And I don't feel very Christmasey.
Bah humbug and bugger it all.