Not that I really forgot, and I do intend to never do eX-mas again... but here's a good one.

This morning I was told that someone had a great day shopping yesterday. And, the bag of goodies on the table are their gifts, so we all just need to pick one out and wrap it for them. I guess they then get handed over on the big day.

This doesn't dent my state of mind, it's just like seeing something unrelated to my own life. I find it interesting to think about how the whole point of the season has become so astonishingly... lost.