wintertime.

So, it is definitely the holiday season. Snow everywhere, decorations adorning the porches and lawns all around me and Happy Holidays seems to be the last words of every conversation. What really surprises me is how some people can still be such assholes at this time of the year. Would it kill you to cheer up just for a short period of time? Yesterday I saw some jerk wail on his horn at some lady who was turning into the post office parking lot slowly since there was ice everywhere. I mean seriously? Oh well…some people are just incredibly rude.

I’ve been working from home for the past two weeks and it is extremely boring. Lots of distractions around and no interaction with anyone. I’m finally done with all of my Christmas shopping and I’m ready to head down to the parents’ place and see the family and old friends again.

I didn’t ask for anything for Christmas. I’d rather just make sure everyone else has a good time. After Christmas though it looks like I’ll be buying a new dresser and nightstand from IKEA! Maybe down the road I’ll get a matching bed too. This winter was the first time I’ve really had to take the bimmer out in the snow and it did pretty well. Well, except for the night of the company party where Eddie, my roommate, had to help me push the car on three different occasions. As much as I love the car, I’m probably going to get rid of it soon. I’m liking the Jeep Commander. It is nice and roomy, 4×4 and relatively inexpensive. It’ll tow whatever I need it to including any project I take on.

Well, back to work I go. This was a very disorganized blog post; my apologies. Ciao!

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