Soon you will be weary and beaten from endless holiday cheer, from leaving work after the sun sets and from holiday parties that always seem to end with you singing Christmas Carols after you’ve clearly overstayed your welcome.
Then it will all be over, and you’ll wake up in January; fat and with a list of resolutions you’ve already blown strewn amidst the wreckage of holiday-themed Cheez-its and Pringles. You’ll turn on the TV and it will be all about how we’re at war and the economy is withering and Lou Dobbs is shouting about how Mexican al-Qaeda operatives are overrunning the country. Pretty soon your carb-coma will start to wear off and you’ll realize that you’ve spent 11 months living your life, such as it is, and now it’s time to do it all over again.
These times demand the FogelBlog.
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