So everyone in my family is going to Kimberly for Christmas Eve and staying there overnight for Christmas Day. Okay, great, fine. My parents' house is teeny tiny, but whatever. I was going to stay there too and probably just sleep on the floor (and freeze my ass off). No big deal. Then my sister calls on Sunday and asks if she and her husband can stay in Green Bay. With me. In my apartment. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yes, I totally have time to finish up my semester, do my finals, knit a scarf for the family gift exchange, kint my sister a birthday gift, knit socks for my mom, host trivia night (yeah, only 10 questions so far), AND clean my house so that my sister can stay here. No problem. None at all.
Honestly. WTF?! It's enough to make me go steal a bunch of Christmas decorations from people's yards. Oh wait, that's already been done:
Robbed of decorations and Christmas spirit. LOLZ!
Bring back mah plastic figurines right nao! He had it comin', he had it comin'... They could have just popped them with pins.