I really would

With December 25th rapidly approaching, Christmas trees are beginning to appear on street corners around the city. Although I'm going home right after finals, I must admit that I am tempted to buy one and set it up in our apartment. But not for the reason you may expect. I really don't have the time or energy to decorate a tree, and, besides, I don't have any ornaments or lights on hand. Furthermore, I am not planning to purchase gifts for my roommates (we are males, after all) and I am reasonably certain that they are similarly disinclined, so we have no real need for a place to display festively wrapped presents.

I want a christmas tree for one reason and one reason only: to be surrounded at all times by the smell of pine needles. Oh, how I love that fragrance. If the world wouldn't look at me as some kind of freak, I'd pull a Kramer and bottle the stuff. That way, I could wear the smell of Christmas 365 days a year and not be relegated to repeatedly walking by the tree vendors on Broadway to get a fix.