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December 18, 2001-9:16 p.m. I passed out Christmas cards at work today. One person commented that it was about time I got around to getting the cards done. �Shut up!� Then people had the nerve to say that I wasn�t displaying the proper cheery Christmas spirit. I thought enough to buy cards and write their name on one and deliver it in person to their desk. Not everyone did that. It is truly testament to my spirit of Christmas that I went to all of this trouble. Now, enjoy your pretty card and shut the hell up! **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
