Christmas Eve liveblog
Make it stop. I’d rather have football than this.
Alone in the living room, eating Lucozade and drinking Swiss Chocolate might be great, but look at the TV. Just fucking look at it. Even the news is pretending Christmas isn’t Shitmas.
Even the other two on this site aren’t committed enough to be around now. It’s disgusting.
This can’t be a liveblog because I’m not liveblogging my mental breakdown. It would make it too self-conscious. And I at least want my mental breakdown to avoid being a faux-breakdown. I’ve had enough post-modern triple irony for one year. It’s tiring being so clever, you know.
