There Is A Cave Above Whoville That Has An Opening

I love Christmas.  It is seriously one of my favorite times of the year, especially this year due to performing in Savior of the World.  One thing remains though...I hate hate hate Christmas shopping.  I understand the overall happy idea of giving gifts to those you love in remembrance of the gifts that were given to the Christ-child, but it brings out a really frustrated unhappy side in me.

My problem is that I'm obligated to come up with a present by a certain deadline in order to show how much I care.  I'm the type of person that likes to buy a gift for my friends when I come across one.  When they have a need or when I see something that I think they would love or when it reminds me of an inside joke.  And I give it to them whenever.  No deadline.  No panicking.  No forced presents or half hearted giving.  Of all the wonderful things that Christmastime brings, I don't love the frustration Christmas shopping evokes in me.

Or A Combination Of The Three

I've come to the conclusion that I am going to marry a guy from a small town, or one who is heavily involved in the theater, or one who is 22.  I'm trying to just accept my fate. I can't get away from them!

Why Should It Bother Me?

Anyone who knows me knows I LOVE JOHN KRASINSKI.  Not only as our beloved Jim from The Office, but as a person.  I've watched many interviews of him and they just make me love him even more.  He's so genuinely funny, my roommates and I would quote things he said in interviews.  From the lawn dart story to the strange woman sticking fingers in his mouth...I just love him.  I honestly think that we'd be really good friends in a regular world.

But alas, he lives in Hollywood and despite my every wish to know him, I never will.  I understand that.  I accept that.  Why is it that I was so disheartened to learn he was engaged then?  I'll never meet him.  I had absolutely no chance of dating him.  It's not like I'm losing him or anything.  But the fact still remains, my heart broke on the day I found out.