So, the good news:
An unventful, survivable Christmas with a stepmother who was oddly friendly and bearable and many presents and happy family members. And I learned the Sandman on the guitar, though my fingers (no longer playing the viola) are now uncallous-y and hurt like a mofo. But I am content and full of good food. You can't go wrong that.
And the bad news:
This guy. ANYWAY:
Felis Navidad
Joyeux Noel
Merry Christmas. I hope all of your holidays went well. :)
And, no, I'm not fiddling with text styles. Why do you ask?