when christmas rolls around
it makes me wonder how it is possible that the years seem to travel faster and faster as i get wrinklier
it makes me wish that we didn't have so much stuff--endless aisles of colourfully-packaged somethingorothers (somethingorothers that will never sell out, aisles that will never be empty)
santa is always scary
and
jesus' name is only whispered through the tinsel and the bags of shopping and the bid for an unoffensive non denominational drunken holiday.
unoffensivetastic. missingthepointtastic.

oh yeah and that's my newest thing

whenever anyone says anything i hear tastic on the end in my head

what do you want for dinner? (dinnertastic)

look it's a thai restaurant (thairestauranttastic)

i'll pick you up from the station (stationtastic)

your phone is possessed (possessedphonetastic)

you get the idea.

normally i censor myself and only say it occasionally because otherwise people will realise that i'm a psycholoserchild but around those who already know that i'm a psychowhatsit and have to put up with me anyway like the boy and la and bel i say it after every single sentence

and they're all like ARRRGGHH I WANT TO KILL YOU

(killmetastic)