Somebody Get Me a Slapstick, I Feel Like Buster Keaton

Sometimes you just have to ask, WTF? I'm literally reeling from the holiday and the schitzo personality it took on. The highest of highs, the lowest of lows, and nothing in between. I'll say one thing for it: it wasn't boring. Next year I want some boring. I hope all this is the winding down of 2010 and not an indication of what lies ahead in 2011. Jesus H.