Ho, Ho, Holy shit, it’s that time of the year again isn’t it? The time of year when we bare our souls and tell our loved ones how we really feel? Oh, that’s not a tradition? Well, let’s make it one. So let me start by saying: I am a right bastard. It’s true. Every year between November and February I become very anti-social. It’s kind of a self-preservation thing. Hanging out with couples makes me feel like the Grinch hanging out in Who-ville on Christmas morning.
Luckily, none of my friends blame me for being very Grinchy and for this I love them even more dearly, even if I never say it. So to Chris, Jason, Pat, Little Patty Schmacker, Rohan, Ben, Anny, Des, Dave, Melissa, Brandon, Andrea, Jordan, Jekika Seisheart, Betzet, Con-tiki, BWarn, Matt, Zoop, and many more, thank you for being my friends and letting me be a shithead from time-to-time.
ALSO, and this is important, yesterday I got some really unexpected great news that just about made my week. My buddy Joe (here’s his hilarious, poorly designed website) asked his lovely, delightful girlfriend Jen (fun fact about Jen: she thinks my legal name is NotZombies) to marry him. The thought of Joe–ridiculously friendly, super funny, sweet Joe–getting down on his knee and proposing and the laughter, tears, and joy that followed Jen’s acceptance put the biggest, dumbest smile on my face. Clicky to read Joe’s awesome account of the proposal.
Joe and Jen, may your future be filled with all the happiness and love that I know it will be.
And to ALL my beautiful, loving friends, my awesome family, and to you, dear reader (although, let’s be honest, you probably fall into one of the former two categories), may I wish you a very merry Christmas and the happiest of New Years.
Very truly yours,
Brian (or, if you’re Jen, NotZombies)