I'm going to hack the person who sits next to me at work. She has Josh Groban's Christmas album playing on her CD player ALL FUCKING DAY EVERY DAY. That's not Christmas-y. That's psycho-neon-christmas-Wal-Mart shopping, fake snow sprinkling, plastic holly, kitschy snowman-earring wearing, glitter sweatshirt-painting, wreath-on-the-front-of-the-truck with deer antlers Baby Jesus in a Dinghy TACKY!!!!!!
I want to retaliate with six hours of Puccini's La Boheme, or possibly a Dave Brubeck oratorio just to make her ears bleed and curse me for being a liberal agnostic. SHEESH!!!!