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Well, at least you got to spend the holidays with your family. I haven't had that for two years in a row. (Thanks all you fucks who voted for bush, I really appricate all you do for your troops) Yeah, I got mailed some presents, and yeah, it was stuff I'll enjoy, but BIG FUCKING DEAL. You know what I really want for christmas? To set up a christmas tree in my living room, wrap presents and have my husband guess what they all are. I want to go shopping at the last minute. I even want the 12 hour drive to spend with my parents and in-laws. I want to be rushed and pushed and pulled in 300 holiday directions. I want to laugh and joke with my family in the middle of a mountain of wrapping paper and discarded bows and boxes. What I don't want is to spend another year in the middle of a god forsaken country where people hate me becuase I was born in America. I don't want to be alone and listen to people's happy tales of joy and good cheer. I want my fucking holiday, the whole kit 'n kaboodle, not another normal day of the year with a few strands of tawdry decorations and "I'll Be Home For Christmas" running through my head.
I really hate that you didn't get stuff you liked, halx. And I'm terribly sorry for Ella's loss, I'm even sorry for the 12 pairs of socks. Just remember, it could be so much worse. You could have no real holiday, and no one to share it with at all.
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Someday, someone will best me.
But it won't be today, and it won't be you.
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