Black Friday.

I will never participate in Black Friday again.

I say that every year, but I always come back. It's the thrill of the hunt, I guess. It's like Ebay without having to wait by the window for the postman every day. But this holiday season will be a little...scarce.

Before I begin whining though, Thanksgiving was delicious and beautiful. Waking up late in my own bed, getting to bustle about the kitchen the rest of the morning, romping around in a new apron I made for the KP. And, if I can be so bold as to say my aunt makes the best candied yams ever.

Now that Thanksgiving is done, it's time to fix my gaze on Christmas. This year I do not have a job, am up to my eyeballs in debt, and have a running student-loan tab.

Needless to say, this Christmas is going to suck.

I love handmade goods and always try to give homemade gifts, but handmade still costs something. Materials and whatnot. Some still insanely expensive. And who has the time? And

because I gave into commercialism in the spirit of Black Friday, "I" bought gifts for Billie (my darling boyfriend), and spent a whopping $132.65.

I also closed my credit card this afternoon. Wonderful!

I will never participate in Black Friday again.