The Day After

Well, I made it through unscathed... although it was pretty much like it never happened... no presents, visitors or even a holiday cookie.  Or like the Grinch stopped by for a feast... bitch took my crimples... my whahoozits and even my roast beast.  I actually had pizza for dinner.  Most of the restaurants were packed... with all the Jews, old people and lazies living down here.  I was painting all day and didn't want to take the break to get cleaned up, so I just went for take out.  I worked late... then got tired and tried to go to bed, and got up and did some more.  I'm feeling the pinch now to get this stuff done.  I'd like to be shopping, although I don't need anything... but alas, the paint brush awaits.