Sleep schedule screwed up so much that I woke up at 11:15. PM. There is pretty much nothing to do at that hour of Christmas eve but sit in front of the telly seeing how far one can get through the various televised midnight masses without bursting into flame through remote action, which has led me to the curious realization that I actually live closer to a mosque, a yeshiva, some Pentecostalists who've taken up residence in an old synagogue across the street from the mosque, a burlesque theater and the local Mormons than to a Catholic facility, never mind one of any size. Not that I'm Catholic either, but it does strike me as a bit odd that I'd have a quicker time of it getting to Baptist services in Korean...
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