Ah, Christmas.
The season of light and love and laughter. Of giving and sharing and eggnog and reindeer; pinetrees and turkies and denominational cheer.
Thank God for baby Jesus... you know?
I miss Christmas though. You know, the way it used to be, when I was a kid. But so does everyone. The misfortune of a lost youth, such a tragedy.
I keep sitting down to write something substantial here, and every fucking time I start talking to people on MSN, and I always lose the drive; the ambition, if you will.
Tonight has been no exception - although I did get further than I ever have.
So it is with a heavy heart that I leave the Bloggosphere, although I hope to make a return trip sometime soon.
Take care, dear friends, and don't lose faith in ol' Caro.
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- I'm 25 years old. I can deduce any complex mathematical equation into a simple yes or no answer. And just because I'm famous and sexy doesn't mean you can go and marry me when I'm not in the room.
"And the dish ran away with the spoon... But the only state that would recognize the union was Hawaii."
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