I don't understand the allure of christmas. A true christian would have no need to flaunt their wealth by buying outrageous gifts and have no right putting up a pagan based tree. Everyone else is just taking advantage of a commercial holiday. And the songs. The songs really annoy the fuck out of me.
Christmas songs. A sure sign that it's the time of the year that I will want to destroy every living being around me. Daniel arrived to work before me and changed my CD's out with his so there was a brief moment of time where I was forced to listen to the horrible drivel. Let's just say I had a violent reaction. My mask came off. I was unable to hold my false front up. I'm not sure Daniel will be working so closely with me for awhile.
He compared me to some TV character. I've repeatedly told him I don't have a television and have no interest in listening to him drone on about what he watches on the boob tube, but he was bound and determined to describe this person to me. Someone named Dexter. I googled him and was slightly amused. Unfortunately that only shows that I am not acting human enough. I need to fake more human emotion.
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