december

is nuts.

it's the month when bank accounts purge.
it's the month when i always re-discover that family equals love, but family also puts on rabid display that ridiculousness runs in my genes, oh god.
it's the month when festivity is sometimes forced.
it's the month when i wish for peaceful days and gentle snowfall. california doesn't really have gentle snowfall, but the breezy stuff is nice.
it's the month when all the awesome movies come out to play. but i have no money to go see them. dagnabbit.
it's the month when i realize that the title "starving young professional" is a little too true. well, not starving per se, but poor. happily poor?
it's the final month before a fresh start. but is january really fresh?