You’re a mean one
I understand why some people hate Christmas. This year I am one grumpy customer. There are no decorations: no tree, no lights, nothing. It’s 87 degrees outside. I lost at cards last night. Went to see No Country For Old Men (I’ll post my thoughts later). Three showings of National Treasure: Book of Secrets were sold out. Three showings. There were five people watching the Cohen Brothers’ film. It’s Christmas Eve. I’ve slept in till noon.
And I woke up on the wrong side of everyone’s bed.