Rant number 336
After 11 tough bloody months - its time for December. Despite my best efforts - I may add.
Although I'm not terribly given to hating months particularly - there is much that I find contemptible about December.
Point 1) December is bloody cold. Scraping off my car, traffic chaos, dangerous roads, dangerous pavements.
Point 2) December is bloody dark and miserable. You never see the sunlight and even if you do its greyer than an octogenarians hair.
Point 3) Its got Christmas in it. This means that there is endless bloody Christmas adverts, band jobs for me to do - and various other reasons to be miserable.
Its been too short a year so far to be whacking december on anyway. I don't want to start the whole miserable cycle of optimism, realisation and eventual acceptance all over again. Its a pain in the ass.
Why do these things have to come round so soon!
Rant over.
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