It's all over but the wrapping

Buy $8 billion worth of Christmas presents? Check. Send out 3,000 Christmas cards with personalized notes? Check. Talk down crazed roommate from the shortbread ledge? Check. Nothing left to do now but wrap it all up with ribbons and bows, bitches. As we all know, I hate wrapping, and thusly this last task will likely induce a procrastination binge the likes of which haven't been seen since senior year of college. I love the holidays.