Fucking hate Christmas.
It's a shitty holiday and everything about it is dumb. So is Hanukkah, which just had to fall obnoxiously right on the 24th to the 1st of January this year. (Jewish calendar is variable, and it usually ends up being significantly earlier in the year, sometimes even occurring in late November.)
I hate both of these things! I'm a shameless grinch, and this year I got stuck totally alone for it, not even with other grinches to grouch with in person, because a family member inexplicably died of cancer halfway across the globe (seriously selfish of them, amirite) and my closest mates, who didn't go to that funeral abroad, decided to go on a holiday tour of a whole bunch of countries in the southern part of Africa instead.
So I'm sitting at my laptop indoors, brooding, thinking of how much I hate this time of year, because everything outside is closed so I can't even go have fun somewhere and meet new people. But, thanks to this hobby, there are people who are online at the same time, elsewhere around the globe, who are just as miserable and alone as I am right now and want to have some fun.
Cue a string of amazing and awesome stories throughout the last two days, from adrenaline-pumping, conflict-ridden action-adventure excitement to, you know ... eyebrow waggle. And I had fun.
Now I know this sounds sad as fuck, but while I may not be able to have an enjoyable holiday season, at least my pretendy-fun-time character can. And it's times like this that when I occasionally step back from the hobby or cut it loose for a spell, I remember why it's a good hobby to have available now and then.
