They will not be getting me out in field circus on December 25 when everyone should be enjoying their family. I will not be disrupting the Christmas present opening, creating a dreary Christmas for some 6 year old who is just reaching the stack of presents under the tree just when I would have reached the door. I will not be creating a dreary Christmas for some 8 year old that is about to leave for Grandma's when I show up and waste 15 minutes or more at the door. I will not be barging in on families that are enjoying their Christmas dinner or children playing with their new dollhouse, Playstation, train track set, or sled when I would have showed up.
Unless Brother Hounder really likes 3,000 lumens of Christmas lights, that thing hadn't better bother me either. And I will be skipping whatever future boasting sessions are ahead. Perhaps if they start treating my dedication as a legally binding contract and enforcing it, I won't have any choice but to ruin people's holidays and pull down all my Christmas decorations (and throw them away). And, since the last time I was inspired to join that cult, Saturn was in Sagittarius, I have until September 18, 2015 before it returns there for good (it does enter Sagittarius on December 23, 2014 but goes retrograde and leaves it June 15, 2015 before going direct and returning, this time for good, September 18, 2015). Until then, I don't think I will be seeing the inside of a Kingdumb Hell or doing field circus. And even then, it will not be because I believe Armageddon is near or that joke-hova is any good but because of that I technically signed a contract and now they are enforcing it.
