T.G.C.I.O.

Thank. God. Christmas. Is. Over.

Yes I am a scruge. But I don't understand the concept of celebrating the birth of Jesus with maxing credit cards. Just to keep up with the Joneses (or rather... your family). Then of course after you max out cards, you have a blow out on one of your $250 tires. and of course, since the rest of the tires are bald, you have to buy all 4 so they are even. Then a rock hits your windshield for $300 replacement. Then your kitten gets explosive diarhea and is choking on something... trip to the vet $300. I will never be the type that says "how can it get any worse?" because as soon as you say that, it does.

Life is grande. weeeee.