It's 6:34 PM two days before Christmas.
I have yet to buy one gift.
I work all day tomorrow and am supposed to find a way to meet my family for dinner at 5 PM even though they live an hour (w/out traffic) north of LA.
Then I drive back to LA, so I can wake up at 4 AM the next day to drive to Phoenix where I will hook up with more family (in-law family) that I have not bought gifts for.
It's 6:36 PM and I'm drinking a Newcastle, eating Wheat Thins, and blogging.
I am Bryan, and I am a procrastinator.