Singing at Midnight Mass was anticlimactic. Frankly, we sucked. Well, I didn't suck, but other people did, thereby making us suck. Good thing I get paid either way.
To those of you that I called all sad and mopey on Christmas, looking for help and sounding all sad and mopey on your voicemails: Sorry. I was sad and mopey.
"But, why?!?!" you might ask, "You love Christmas so very, very, very, very, astronomically much."
Well, friends, for Christmas I got ditched. I finally broke down and called FakeMom and BestBossEVER! after 12 other people did not answer.
On the plus side, I spent Christmas with BestBossEVER! and FakeMom.
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