It's currently ten minutes to midnight on Christmas Eve so I might seem a little rushed. Not that I have any reason to be, it's not like I'll suddenly lose the ability to write come Christmas day. Hell, it's not like I even have the ability to write well now.
But yeah, Christmas. Christmas is, for the most part, good. I'm pro-Christmas, though not in a religious way, I just quite like it. The thing is, I only quite like it. You see, as great as Christmas is, it's never as great as we think it should be. (Oh, it's now Christmas, so that's nice) We bill it as definitively the best day of the year, which is in many cases probably accurate, but it's still a high bar. And what's more is we know there's a disappointment coming at the end of it when we look back and think "That wasn't too bad.", we just can't really say that we know that is coming. It's socially acceptable to love Christmas and it's somewhat acceptable to hate it, it's just not really acceptable to enjoy it quite a bit. Which I think is what my point is.
Anyway, merry Christmas. Actually, why are you reading my post on Christmas day? That's a little non-jolly, isn't it? Do you all huddle around to read Algar's annual Christmas speech? Get out and merry it up a bit.
If, however, you are reading this after Christmas, which is somewhat more likely, merry regular day. Is it acceptable to be merry on other days? It's okay to be jolly I think, but merry is only acceptable after eating and drinking. So, have a jolly regular day. But now it just sounds like I'm saying have a very regular day, which isn't what I'm going for. So, urm, have a nice day. Though I'm not sure nice really expresses how good it should be. Of course I want you to have a nice day, it's just when wishing good fortune on someone there should be an element of hyperbole, so if I wish for just a nice day for you, really I'm just wishing for a marginally adequate day. So have a wonderful day. Is that okay? Good.
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