If you want to know what kind of person I am, take that idea from the fact that I was unaware it was Easter until about four in the afternoon.
And then I proceeded to microwave peeps.
Easter's always been a weird holiday for me, because when I was a kid I was so caught between accepting my atheism and acting Catholic like the rest of my family that religion made me very uncomfortable.
We all used to go to my Grandparents GIGANTIC house and have a huge Easter egg hunt, and I tended to do very well, because at that point in time, I was the youngest. I was little and agile, and my siblings were teenaged and lazy.
I'm also pretty sure they let me take a lot of the eggs.
Anyway, I would eat candy and like my Easter basket, but it always felt empty.
Now, I don't care about Easter.
I microwave Peeps.
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