tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062347394523915355.post8892167487764045762..comments2019-04-17T06:14:12.810-07:00Comments on JayAugg's Spot: Merry XmasJayAugghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14859291822601111324noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062347394523915355.post-79823920080790759452019-04-17T06:14:12.810-07:002019-04-17T06:14:12.810-07:00I am honestly just seeing all your comments ... 9 ...I am honestly just seeing all your comments ... 9 years later. Reading things my younger self wrote, and realizing how deluded (some may call it wishful) I used to be.JayAugghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14859291822601111324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062347394523915355.post-45762745273850436262010-12-30T04:57:44.505-08:002010-12-30T04:57:44.505-08:00"And may we all see the years 2011 – (you kno..."And may we all see the years 2011 – (you know … the year we all individually die)."<br /><br />You know that's a funny thing to wish people. I mean, it's unnecessary. Of course they're going to live until the years we die. <br /><br />Switzerland... I'm not asking. I'm using corner-corner to try to tap gist. <br /><br />I also pretty much liked Christmas until around when I was 10. Yep, I had started secondary school by then so my parents decided that my training as a future wife would need to go into overdrive.<br />Needless to say it's now the most tiresome of holidays. Only Mass saves it (even though sometimes I don't feel like going *sheepish look*). Anyway, Merry Christmas in arrears. <br />Amd I'm still waiting for the Switzerland brief (a think I will write a novel with that title. Has a Ludlum-ish ring to it)...<br /><br />Arrive derci!TrueOrFalsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08127933475497342056noreply@blogger.com