I realize as you get older Christmas becomes less and less about receiving gifts and more about going broke buying them and intoxicating one's self in hopes of avoiding depression. But dammit, there was a time in life when we once really looked forward to Christmas - when it was this magical day beyond compare. I think the last time I felt that way was probably the year the Nintendo 64 debuted and my brother and I received one for Christmas. As I played Mario 64 I thought to myself 'life and gaming can never get better than this'. While I have certainly had moments in life that surpassed the greatness that is Mario 64, part of me still thinks the gaming side of that statement remains true. Granted, that giddy side was still sort of there when I picked up my X-Box and a copy of Halo, but nowhere near the same.
So GAF, when did Christmas lose its sacredness for you? Perhaps for some it was never anything wonderful, perhaps for some it still is. Meanwhile, be sure to raise a glass of the ole' Egg Nog for me while I feign interest in family I haven't seen for months whilst sneaking in a little Minish Cap on my GBA while hiding out in the bathroom. Praise Jebus!
So GAF, when did Christmas lose its sacredness for you? Perhaps for some it was never anything wonderful, perhaps for some it still is. Meanwhile, be sure to raise a glass of the ole' Egg Nog for me while I feign interest in family I haven't seen for months whilst sneaking in a little Minish Cap on my GBA while hiding out in the bathroom. Praise Jebus!