It's murder, this whole trying-to-be-nice-because-I-want-loads-of-stuff-on-Christmas deal. It just makes me itch so bad. I mean, sure, I'm not a horrible person but I'm not one of them frighteningly nice people. You know what I mean. They're the people who you do every unimaginable horrid thing to and they still forgive and love you. People who wake up with smiles on their faces. Ugh.
But yeah, anyway, for the better part of the year, I did try my very best to make it to the nice list. Sure, I've been naughty too but isn't that nice for some people? So when you really think of it, even if I made it to the naughty list, that's still a good thing and I should still get what I want for Christmas. Right?
What? There's no such thing as the naughty or nice list? Are you effin' kidding me? Seriously?
Bah, who cares? I'm still listing down the stuff that I want for Christmas. Because, one, you never know when somebody would actually get you something off of your list, and two, it never hurt nobody to believe in a jolly old fat guy in a red suit that only works once a year delivering presents to nice children all over the world.
So here goes:
A Domo Kun Plush Keychain
A Flickr Pro account
A Threadless shirt
There's more but I'll list them later.
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