Ryan: So, Summer and Anna are both coming to this party.
Seth: Yeah, but neither one’s my date.
Ryan: And they know?
Seth: Oh yeah. They both know that. Come on, man, relax. Look, it’s
a big party, okay? You might be all doom and gloom, but me, check it
out: I’m snowflakes. I’m latkes. Chrismukkah is coming.
Ryan: And when Chrismukkah ends?
Seth: (He gasps) I hate when Chrismukkah ends.
THE OC SEASON ONE: THE BEST CHRISTMUKKAH EVER
When is The OC coming back on TV? Adam Brody made a cult out of his Christmukkah and we should have had a dose this year.
Slurping chilli crabs at Long Beach and walking at East Coast Beach on a cool afternoon and shopping for cool jeans for my christmukkah gift. i need a stocking cos it's one of seth's traditions. we used to have one each in greenmeadows, the best place for the christmukkah feel because we had balconies, trees and stars. we lazed in the car watching the tidy rain as we listened to The Libertines/DCFC/Quincy Jones and blasted home on the highway with U2's Vertigo. hello hello HOLA! we sang carols by candlelight at the church plaza by fort canning hill and stood in the fickle rain wearing shades of blue under an orange umbrella. nada surf's 'always love' is the constant beat these days. the slow/fast sudden pick up of beats. went for a swim today and blasted thirty laps, struggling half like a finless fish. exhaustion is quite a conducive state for creative blabber, like intoxication and too much sugar or too much mellon collie. after chilli crabs we sat in the near empty siglap starbucks with hot drinks by the misty window [and the electric guitar strums a tune for effect]. we laughed in a colour and chat in an artistic state of monochrome [to the tune of ivy's breathy, lacy, record-player sounding 'christmas time is here', hear hear] i wrapped presents in brown paper and pale blue grey sheer translucent ribbons. my new favourite colour is light blue tinged with grey because it's a state of in between and the colour of sleep. i think this is a christmukkah entry. this year it's tinged with grey lyrics and blue tunes. i'm going to learn to line my eyes the way miu miu did on their ad girl two seasons back. coal black with a little french tick at the end ala bridgette bardot. happy christmukkah everybody who loves pretty things!
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