I'm totally at a loss. Christmas wasn't ruined like I predicted. Brandon made no reference to any of our "family" and didn't really have anything else he wanted to fight about either. Maybe it was the "King Bong" t-shirt I got him. I think he liked that one the most out of everything he got. I had a mighty yuletime haul as well. Lots of nice sweaters I can wear to work, some kitchen gadgetry, and a whole bunch o' DVDs from my list. Everyone was happy for once and we could sit in a room without having to subdue Brandon. Even dinner was a success. Not only was the ham good, which coming from me means a lot since I don't particularly care for ham, but there were hardly any leftovers. That's a first. Either everyone is so busy snacking because they're stressed or they just don't want to be at the dinner table after 20 minutes, so leftovers is a pretty good measure of success. I was so happy that I wasn't even paying attention, so this will be a short post. But never fear, from the depths of GameSpy, comes Christmas
World of Warcraft style. Enjoy!
No, I've never put gasoline in a salad shooter, but I have been meaning to try it.