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Christmas blah

I admit it. I am a grinch. I do not like Christmas, not at all, not a jot. In fact, Sam-I-Am, I hate it a whole lot!

I am unwillingly purchasing presents for family members - not my older brother though, he loses present entitlements by being in England.

I don't get Christmas. Ok, some background for my family - I was brought up in a cult that didn't celebrate Christmas, Easter, Birthdays, etc etc. They had logical (if not strictly sane) reasons for not keeping these holidays, so that was fine. Then when I was 14 my parents left the church and all of a sudden these things that before were the mark of the devil and meant the rest of you heathens were going to hell became something that our family did too.... but without any explanation of why the previous unassailable logic that we shouldn't keep Christmas had suddenly transmogrified into a lackluster rationale of "well, everyone else does it... "

So my family celebrates Christmas and I don't know why. I'm an atheist, my parents are christians (I guess) but Dad doesn't go to church services and still considers himself a member of the previous church... which I thought they had left. However I will be expected to take part in the psudeo-religious bits of the day, like going to church and saying grace at lunch. I can't be bothered making a big thing out of it (ok, ok, I'm too scared of my parents to make a big thing out of it) so I just mumble into my glass and hope that I can get drunk enough to be numb, but not so drunk that my parents will notice and disapprove...

I wish my younger brothers and sisters were a bit older so we didn't have to bother with the charade. I shall be practising my 'fixed smile' in the mirror for the next few days in preparation for the big day... sigh. It's only 12 hours, I can handle 12 hours... really...