Humbug

So another Christmas gone by, and again without fail I get exactly what I don't ask for. In years past, I always got some form of currency. Granted, this is always appreciated, but currency is easily the most thoughtless gift there is. It's a lazy gift, if you ask me. Every year, I wanted someone to make the effort to get me some kind of gift that suited me, whether it be a toy, a movie, a game, whatever. But no, always money. Now, this year, the year I need that money they always get me the most, they finally start putting thought into the gifts. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the gifts, I just need the money. I have things like rent and car insurance to pay for, and given my financial situation (broke) and my tendancy to get kicked out of my houses having money to pay for that rent would be the best gift I could receive. Another big problem I have with Christmas is that I have to spend time with my family. I love my family, but ever since Grandpa John died (August 10, 1999) things with the family have not been the same. Holidays used to be festive and merry, but since his death get-togethers have been a little awkward. It's almost as though when he died all of us had died as well, as if a bit of the glue that held us all together had been worn away causing the rest of the glue to rip away. These are the days that I miss my grandpa the most: not the day he died, but the holidays. On a lighter not, I'm back in Mankato which is kind of nice. I get to see all my old friends again, and I get to be in someplace familiar. Plus, it gives me a chance to aquire the money I need. Hopefully everything will work out with getting money for rent, but in the meantime I'm going to enjoy spending time with the old gang. Adieu. Josh.