The holidays are brutal.

I am so not looking forward to going through this rigamarole again. Way too much time spent socializing, playing board games, this shit fries my brain so bad. I am gonna have to wear long sleeves to cover up the bite bruises again. I have to buy gifts for people in their fuckin' 50s who have everything they want already. Everyone thinks I'm a loser, even if they are nice enough not to say it. I wish I could just sleep from mid November to New Year's.