Christmas 2005 (more like New Year's Eve)

December 25. Well, instead of a quiet type of day, it's hysteria. People, who long the touch of their relatives, are frantic enough for me to blow up.

And outside some brats are blowing up things. A lot. And really loud. New Year's spirit, I thought, is already here. (Maybe they prefer New Years eve after the get their hands on fireworks.)

As for this Christmas crap (and the forthcoming New Year's crap), I'm still sane.