Casual observers would call me bitter, but those to whom I am closest know my disenchantment is complex, deep and rooted in what is tauntingly called "the most wonderful time of the year
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Oh, but I was only teasing about the B. I was agreeing with Steph in her anger at the journalism college. Isn't that lively? As for praise - that's just not interesting. But as it is your livejournal, I will throw out one needed praise: I absolutely love your picture.
Dear Warren,
anonymous
January 27 2006, 21:55:07 UTC
As the influenza has kept me cooped up and increasingly short-handed on things to do, I finally broke down and started reading LiveJournals. My impression upon reading why you so hate Christmas is that yes, your parents are bad parents. Their fault: they never beat you. You needed capital punishment, long and hard, to learn the true value of material goods. How could you be so petulant? If I had thrown a tantrum on Christmas morning, all I'd have to show for it was bruises and tear-weary eyes, not even a pile of "serviceable" gifts.
Re: Dear Warren,
anonymous
January 27 2006, 21:58:14 UTC
I almost forgot. You know what I received as my big, fancy gift on December 25, 1990? My brother and I got leather-bound Bibles. Yes. The Word of the Holy Father. I keep it on the built-in here in Number 23. So there. I win. B.
Warren, I have stewed over this for a long time but finally decided to settle the score on this whole "Patch Up Pet" nonsense. You see, the thing is, there were plenty of Patch Up Pets in my toyshop Christmas '90. I am the all-powerful St. Nick afterall. I can conjure up any toy on a moment's notice if I so choose. Haven't you seen "The Santa Clause"? The truth is I stopped bringing you toys after your third Christmas and made your indulgent moonie parents foot the bill for your ever-growing list of "must haves." You were an annoying little shit and got on Santa's nerves. So put that in your cocoa and drink it! Santa
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what'd you get in bitchface's class? I got the first B of my college career. though it could be worse.
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Besides, I always wanted Crossfire.
Merry Christmas,
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I have stewed over this for a long time but finally decided to settle the score on this whole "Patch Up Pet" nonsense. You see, the thing is, there were plenty of Patch Up Pets in my toyshop Christmas '90. I am the all-powerful St. Nick afterall. I can conjure up any toy on a moment's notice if I so choose. Haven't you seen "The Santa Clause"? The truth is I stopped bringing you toys after your third Christmas and made your indulgent moonie parents foot the bill for your ever-growing list of "must haves." You were an annoying little shit and got on Santa's nerves. So put that in your cocoa and drink it!
Santa
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