A Confession

November 21st, 2009

I hear the excitement in my friends’ voices. I see the blog posts and the tweets. And I stay silent. Because, dear readers, I have a shameful secret.

I… I don’t like Christmas music.

I’m not sure what it is. The jolliness? The jingle of bells? The talk of snow while I’m cozied up in my hoodie in the extreme sixty-five degree Los Angeles fall weather? The memories of Catholic school and my ugly uniform? That dismal year and a half spent assistant-managing a greeting card store in the mall?

No matter. I don’t like it. But I like all of you! And therefore I play along, and I act enthusiastic when you tell me about the all-holiday radio station, and I fake the jolly as shops crank in the golden oldie holiday tunes.

Just so you don’t think I’m completely heartless, here are some things I do love:

  • when Starbucks cups turn maroon for the season
  • fuzzy baby animals
  • warm apple cider
  • Zac Efron
  • brown paper packages tied up with string

Happy week before Thanksgiving, everyone!

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One Response to “A Confession”

  1. Akilah on November 22, 2009 4:55 pm

    How empty your life must be.

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