well, i only got into Xmas mood yesterday, only because i realised that i had to prepare lunch for 15.
the crisis, fucking crisis that everybody is going on about,
this fucking crisis that will become everybody's favorite excuse for failure,
this fucking crisis that makes you feel guilty for spending a fortune on presents
this fucking crisis that will make us poor for some time, and wish we had chosen other jobs,
this fucking crisis that has meant that every ounce of work is taken so seriously
this fucking crisis that has killed off the xmas feeling of mid december,
well, this crisis has pretty much fucked it all up a bit...
it just all feels wrong
no heart
dead
...
kill it,
let it bleed,
wrap it up in cellophane
flog it as soon as possible
and make a killing...
