Today is the day that you are supposed to start listening to Christmas music. I am sorry for all you who started too early, you now look like fools. You have to wait for the 40 degree drop in temperature before you really acknowledge the season. So today... today you can all start listening to Christmas music.
Along with doing that,
I will be proposing to Ben Gibbard tonight. So cross your fingers on that one. The two-and-a-half-month wait since I bought the Death Cab tickets is now over. So happy birthday, Sarah. Tonight, you will be sitting at home eating cheetos, naked, on a bean bag chair, and Sarah and I will be baring our souls.
You have fun.
And we will too.
To make you laugh:
toothpastefordinner.com
The truth behind things like that is what makes them so incredibly hilarious. Chuckle.
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