For some reason the bank is phoning me at work now, they left a message this morning before 8:30 am. I think that the time has come when they are going to take me away to whatever they converted Debtors Prison to. At this point all I can hope for is a memorable experience. Christmas is fast approaching and I haven't even begun my Christmas shopping. I have a few ideas floating around, but for the most part I am floundering, really floundering. Not to mention my list keeps getting longer, and people keep getting added that I don't really want on there...not because I don't like them, but mostly because I don't have the money to be going out and buying them presents. Like my roommates...yes I like them, but I don't want to go out and buy them presents. I have been toying with the idea of buying something for the house and then putting all their names on it, but making it something that I would enjoy having as well. How is that for Christmas Spirit? The ladies at work are doing their best to infuse me with the Christmas Spirit...after my little Bah Humbug outburst there have been daily Christmas Messages, with all the great lessons of Christmas in each of them. The basic overall message is that Christmas is what you make it, and yesterday's more concise message was "defecate in your neighbors nativity scene". How can you not love them? I can already feel the Christmas spirit seeping into my heart. God Bless the Little Christ Child.