so i reach for the vacuum and immediately realize that its now buried behind the miserable artificial christmas tree in the dark closet , which forces me to realize no matter how long i vacuum and no matter how thorough i am there will always , always , always be a couple fake needles left in the weavings of the asian rug and that next years christmas wont be quite as good as this miserable one because of all the fake needles that fell off the tree this year .