well, i hope everyone who reads this had a good christmas, even though few people do. but hey, im ok with that. my christmas was good, on the eve i worked 6am-2pm, but it wasnt that bad and by 7am i had drank my rockstar and was completly wired. i came home and slept until 6, Brian called and woke me up like i asked him. id rather wake up to him than the alarm any day. then my dad and i watched "It's a Wonderful Life" because i had never seen it. i was really kinda pissed because those old clay-mation shows werent on, you know, like the Rudolph one? yea..no show. damnit. but then my little brother came over and we woke my older brother up (he works the graveyard, so that justifies him sleeping 12 hours a day i suppose) and my dad got overly excited abou the holidays and we ended up opening all of our gifts. i got some cool stuff to cook with and some nice cookbooks, some of which were Rachel Ray, my girl!! and i also got this very computer, so that was cool...well...i guess its still pretty cool. woke up at noon on christmas, which was nice. went to moms to drop my brother off then went to see Brian. he got me some really nice bath&body works stuff and some even nicer stuff from Victoria Secret. then i went back to my moms for the rest of the night. my mom got engaged. i know i should be happy for her, but i honestly cant be. i like him, hes really nice, has nice kids and family, hes just...an intruder. look at what all happened when she got married the last two times. im happy for her, but feel like a little selfish bitch for not being entirely elated. ill get over it i guess. well...i guess i have to.