Christmas Traffic

Oy. It is hell out there. I sat in traffic getting to the doctor's. I sat in the doctor's office for 2 hours. I sat in traffic to buy my lottery ticket. I sat in traffic to the mall. I sat in traffic buying Isadora's Christmas gift. Lines in cars. Lines on foot. We are so orderly. We are so civilized. We are so efficient. Efficient purchasing machines. Efficient selling machines.

I am going to stay here until Christmas day. We have to go to a friends house. They live so far away. It is exhausting. Why can't they ever come over here? Because they can't keep Justin's demanding schedule. Justin is their son. Justin is the second coming of Christ. Justin is a mosquito with a lobotomy.

I just want to stay home, read and write on my blog.

I tried last night to change the format on my blog. It was pretty nasty. Thank god they make it easy to back up and restore the original template.