Musings of the Socially Aware
WARNING: Do not take this blog too seriously. It is all encompassing of the fleeting thoughts I have, even if they are just momentary. Don't read too far into me.
To me, Christmas is the best time of the entire year. I’m not particularly religious, and while I love giving gifts, I always feel too old to have a list for anyone else—but I do love it. Being able to take time off work (BIGGEST BONUS EVER) to see my darling family is so nice, and as much as I knock it, I love Kentucky and Cincinnati. I like the slower pace but the ability to go to a city if the feeling arises. I like driving. I like all of that.
As a kid, Christmas really did mean Santa, and not sleeping at all the night before. My sister and I got walkie-talkies one year, and we would chat room to room about how we were holding up under the supreme anticipation. As we got older, we watched Titanic all day Christmas Eve to make the hours pass faster. I mean literally back to back to back (it’s a really long movie, okay?).
I’ve only been home a few days, but I already know that it’s going to be one of the best Christmases ever, because I’m lucky to be able to give gifts and be here with my fam-bam. So whatever Christmas means to you, or whatever you’re celebrating in the colder seasons, I hope it is all you’ve wished for!
Happy Holidays!
You know how you know i’m Black?
American Psycho is my favorite “totally fucked up holy shit I have the flu why did I think this would be a good idea for a movie to watch ahhhhhhh” film. MERRY CHRISTMAS PATRICK!
(via jamesbadgedale)
I felt like this was seasonally appropriate. I was an elf in a past life.
Hey, guess what, I ate those weird Holiday Pringles and made a video review. Here it is
This is Blake, guys. He’s eating the same chips that I ate earlier, but he’s talking about them. And so watch it, duh.
(via walterblakeknoblock)
This is literally the crunkest Christmas song ever. Can we start a Christmas Twerk Team?
Adulthood Lesson: You shouldn’t try to make paper snowflakes when you’re drunk because they’re all just circles.
The day I cried on Santa’s lap and got that legit Christmas polaroid of me doing so was the day I acquired this. I don’t have a clue what happened to the Barbie, but I still have the pizza it came with. Best believe every time they went camping they had Pizza Hut delivered.
(via brobeck)
I know I’m tipsy when I unfollow a girl on tumblr for saying that Pepsi is better than Coke. I’m sorry, but even sober I might unfollow someone for that sort of delusion…
