Sorry for being a Grinch, but this Christmas has been anything but merry. It should be a big deal because i don't celebrate Christmas, but it's been lousy by any standards. Yesterday I had a great day, i went on a trip to Julian and trove to Lake Cuyamaca and had a great time, but when I got back things took a turn for the worse. I should have just practiced stretching (working on my arabesque) and coloring the comic I was working on for a Christmas gift, but instead I looked up how to protest the TSA. I'm going to San Francisco on January first and it's my first time on a plane (which is twenty years overdue), and while I'm not afraid of flying itself, it's the TSA I'm scared of. I AM NOT letting them grope me! So I was thinking of stripping naked for them and writing "do I look like a terrorist to you" on mt body, but that would land me in jail. Hmm, the TSA are allowed to molest little girls and old ladies with impunity, a most henious crime, with impunity, and I do a less henious crime I"M the criminal. I know that the TSA are "just doing their job" but there are other counties where the airport security does not involve boob groping, junk touching, hoo-ha manhandling, or walking through the pornomancer scanner and are far more effective at catching terrorists. and I started going crazy and my mom started behaving irrationally, I ruined my comic, issues from the past came up and I attempted suicide, I almost attempted suicide, I almost needed to be taken to the madhouse, and i might go later today. I know we can't have bad news on Christmas, but while I'm at it, I might as well say I failed my math class by only six points.
Today so far has not been too bad, but that's because i haven't gotten out of bed yet.