Grinch.
I'd like everyone to take note of the time this entry is being made.
Yes, boys and girls, I go to work at 6 am. This means waking between 4:30 and 4:45 am, and leaving the house between 5:30 and 5:45 am.
Today, remarkably, I left at 5:35.
I hit traffic on the way to work. Actual cars driving down the street I use every day. Multiple cars, cars at stop lights, cars turning.
You get the picture.
See, I forgot the one thing Montanans do better than drinking, better than having heart attacks, better than watching football... they shop.
And this is the reason I hate Christmas.