I just want to take a moment and share with you a point by point description of my yuletide loot. Aaaaaaaah, just kidding. I wouldn’t do that. Even if I hated you.

Unfortunately, when I went out on Christmas night to catch Jesus is Magic, I lost my retard scarf. Dammit, dammit, dammit. I can be such a retard sometimes. There’s a dollar I’ll never see again. Unless, if anyone who works at the Charles uses the internet for anything other than Myspace or LiveJournal (unlikely, those kids reek of that Myspace twaddle) and happens to stumble across this post. So, if you work there and have a scratchy, drab olive scarf with this tag:

please hold it for me. I’ll stop by and ask for it. I’ll even behave in character, so as not to confuse you. I’ll be the one in the bicycle helmet. Thank you.

Oh yeah, like I was saying, I saw Jesus is Magic. Let me share with you my impressions of the movie in the form of an amateur film critique. Aaaaaaaah, just kidding. I wouldn’t do that. Even if I hated you.