i really hate this fucking holiday, so i'll make this brief. i wish all of my friends a joyous day off, festival of lights (i know it's over, but when have i ever been on time for that sort of thing?) or whatever you may choose to call it for yourselves. for a set of holidays based on the idea that drinking is good when it's cold outside, this has really become a juggernaut of capitalism. so screw that. (if you are reading this blog, most likely) i love you all, and be sure to pass on my vindictive spite to those who deserve it. i suppose, as long as you're passing things along, you can pass the aforementioned love to those who deserve it, those who will be expecting it, or even those who you think i might enjoy the company of.
happy birthday, killer robot jesus. luke warm, the b-list porno star, see what your godson hath wrought.