I'm going nowhere fast, thats what they say
Can't decide where I'll be spending Christmas. Seems like a double-edged blade to me. Spend Christmas here with Absinthe and Abbott, while trying to protect my tin of biscuits, not be attacked by little blonde boys that stop by as guests, and covering my ears to force out the shit Abbott calls music. Not to mention it seems as if practically everyone will be staying this year, because no one at home loves them. Or I could go home and make nice with whichever woman my father has brought home for us to spend Christmas with, and watch her eat her dinner while in my fathers lap before we head off to the family room so I may unwrap my presents while my father unwraps her...
Of course, staying here always promises the chance to steal gifts. And the Christmas feast.
Right, should sign up to stay now, then.
Haven't gotten a single soul gift, and don't plan to. And I hope to fuck no one has gotten me anything, because I hate that awkward moment that comes when they expect you to hand over their gift. May leave a few things about for a few select people, depending on my mood ... We'll see. Am finding myself in a rather good mood now, though am slightly mood. May go see if Abbotts about....
Of course, staying here always promises the chance to steal gifts. And the Christmas feast.
Right, should sign up to stay now, then.
Haven't gotten a single soul gift, and don't plan to. And I hope to fuck no one has gotten me anything, because I hate that awkward moment that comes when they expect you to hand over their gift. May leave a few things about for a few select people, depending on my mood ... We'll see. Am finding myself in a rather good mood now, though am slightly mood. May go see if Abbotts about....