Tomorrow, the mall opens at 6 AM. That means I’ll be up at 4 to be in the store by 5. Black Friday isn’t the asylum it used to be, but it’s still the opening bell in the mad rush to Christmas.
Have I ever mentioned how much I hate the Christmas season? All I want for Christmas is a new book deal (and an Xbox 360). Wonder which gift I have a better chance of finding under the tree.
I’ll be happy again in January. Count on it. Till then, light those candles.
But Then Again, You’ll Have This. . .