I love Christmas. I really do. I just get really bummed out a this time of year. Some of it is me, wishing I was a kid again, so I could experience that magic...I miss that magic...The rest is plain old simple grown up longing for some companionship. Hell, I'll be working on Christmas eve AND Christmas day, and the only one who complains is my mom. Bah. I hardly ever complan about the stuff that really bugs me, so I drew this picture and whined a bunch in the caption.

His eyes look all stupid and fail. If they looked allright, this may have been a good picture. But they look funky. Ah well! It's an emo picture anyways, so who cares.