Sigh....leap year

Wow, so no one really told me the reality of leap year. As you can tell, I was really excited about the prospect of, man, 24 more hours in my year! Freebee! But I really had no idea what I was getting into.

I had so many plans. I was going to have a party, for one. No one showed up. It was just me, a small keg of homebrewed beer that I named "Leapy", and a huge basket full of fried frogs legs ("leap" - get it?) Pretty disappointing, to say the least.

I was also going to carouse the streets, giving everyone what I assumed was the widespread "Leap Year Greeting." But whenever I approached someone by jumping in front of them and yelling "Hell of a day, my main man!", they seemed at best annoyed and at worse outraged. I expected the typical return greeting ("And a howdy leapy hoe to you!") but all I got were a range of sour expressions. After the fortieth or fiftieth person I greeted in such a jubilant manner, I returned home, dejected and utterly defeated.

So here is my lesson to you. Leap Year is a false holiday, maybe because it is the only practical holiday that exists. Every few years we need an extra day to knock our calendar back in order, and Leap Year serves no other purpose than make sure that our cycles stay intact. If it was just a made up holiday, like New Year's or Valentine's Day, people would probably want to celebrate it a lot more.

I guess I just expected too much out of people.

This post, and the character who wrote it, suck.