Later, of course, we all took Brian out to the bar and poured liquor down his throat for several hours, as is tradition. After that, we went home and played with his Wii, which he got as a birthday present from his parents. The Wii, by the way? Real awesome. I highly recommend it if you’re in the market for a new video game system.
Incidentally, today happens to be my birthday. I am now 25, which I can’t help feeling makes me officially decrepit.
I don’t personally have a huge problem with mice, but they still have to go. This ain’t no shelter for cold and homeless rodentia we’re running here. Our house has a five-mammal limit.
I’ll go ahead and save you the Christmas Is An Evil Commercial Holiday speech, which I’m sure you’ve read all over the place lately, and on the internet in particular. Just try to have a good time, or if you can’t have a good time, have a few drinks and try again. That’s my plan. Anyway, have a merry whatever day it is to you.
I normally do get seasonal depression to some degree or another in the winter, although I’ve been having a pretty good winter so far, so hopefully that’ll do a fair bit to counteract it. If not, who knows? All I can tell you is I don’t want another winter like the last one, where I was considerably miserable all the time for no particular reason. It was like I had the exact opposite of Holiday Cheer. That was a crappy winter.
I’d meant to get the comic up earlier today, but there were internet problems (as usual, unfortunately). You see, every time I want to connect to the internet, I have to perform a complex ritual fire dance with my modem and my router, which must then be reset, covered in an herbal paste, and prayed upon for no less than twelve hours.
Also, concerning the comic: yes, I said that. I said exactly that. And the shame I feel is overwhelming.