I got books that I've never ever read.

So it is almost Christmas, and I am bored out of my mind in Clinton. But that's okay, I needed to get out of Toronto for a little bit. Awesome though it may be.

I am also doing that thing I do a lot that makes me unable to go to sleep, I won't say what it is but it's annoying.

Anyway, my goal this Christmas is to avoid anything terrible happening to me, which is a taller order than it sounds like being that I've already got a ton of really terrible news, and it looks like I am headed for a number of disappointments and disheartening experiences, some of which were admittedly forged by my own stupidity. The others are just proof that god is a little kid with a magnifying glass.

But that's how Christmas goes for me, that's how it's always been. I swear I'm cursed. If nobody dies or starts to hate me, then I am losing money or friends or a place to live. That's why I'm glad I'm out of the city for Christmas, because I am damn sure I would have been shot based on my Christmas luck.

Christmas, I don't know what I ever did to you, but gimme a break this year will ya?