In which my brain refuses to acknowledge Christmas

[loony_moony]

I don't get this Christmas thing. I think it's the Jewish genes. Apparently I agreed to two Christmas dinner invitations for tomorrow night without even knowing, and had to cancel one. And that's because I have no idea when is Christmas Eve/Day/Whatever. Eight nights are easier to deal with.

And I was also given one of those "amazing" Starbucks apple-cinnamon-WHAT-IS-THIS-SUGARY-MONSTROSITY cups and I just. Don't. Get. The appeal.

Yeah, yeah, call me Scrooge.

I'm also pretty sure I'm going to insult someone by not giving them gifts at some point this week. I DON'T EVEN KNOW, PEOPLE.

*hides in J2 fics in desparate attempt to ignore world*

Comments

[memphis86.livejournal.com]

GIVE ME MISHA KITTENS SUCKING HIS OWN DICK AND CHAD BEING JEALOUS.

[ignited.livejournal.com]

I SUPPORT THIS. ONLY WITH MORE CHAD AND APPLE CINNAMON FLAVORED STAINS.

[memphis86.livejournal.com]

AHAHHAHAHA CHAD EATS NOTHING BUT APPLE JACKS FOR A WEEK AND ALL THE ORANGE STAINS START SMELLING CINNAMONY.

(psssst, mysterious orange icons....?)

[ignited.livejournal.com]

IT'S HIS WAY OF BEING FESTIVE. SOME PEOPLE HAVE YULE LOGS, SOME PEOPLE LEAVE CINNAMON SMELLING STAINS. IT'S ALL GOOD.

(ooh, okay! I'll try doing some tomorrow. :) )

[memphis86.livejournal.com]

AHAHHAHAH CHAD CLAIMS THE STAINS ARE ALL SCRATCH AND SNIFF. YOU WANT TO AVOID THE ONES THAT HE MAKES AFTER EATING ASPARAGUS, THOUGH.

(EEEEE! Also, your incredibly belated card is on the way!!)

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

"You're shitting me"

"No, I'm not."

"You are totally fucking shitting me, Collins, and you know it."

"How much do you bet I can suck my own dick?"

"Dude, what could you possibly stand to lose when you break your fucking spine trying?"

"Your eternal appreciation for the amazing capabilities of the human body. Also not peeing on my sofa anymore."

"For the millionth, bazillionth fucking time, I don't pee while I sleep! Those stains were there before!"

"Sure, tell that to Jensen. Anyway, are we on?"

"Whatever, it's your funeral. Which you'll pay for, by the way. I ain't chipping in to celebrate your insanity."

"Sure."

...

"Oh dear lord."

"What were you saying about those stains again?"

[memphis86.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHHAH OH GOD. THE STAINS! THE STAAAAAAAINS!!!

[excepttheweasel.livejournal.com]

yo.
i ran out of time to make actual cards this year, but:
dear moony,


(i know christmas is a bit flabbergasting for you at the moment, please forgive.)

[heidi8.livejournal.com]

I enjoy Christmas in general, but this year with the overlap between the holidays, I'm so focused on Hanukah that I'm not paying as much attention to Christmas as I otherwise do. It's weird!