Current mood:	hungry
Current music:	"Destroy Everything you Touch" *Ladytron

Merry Christmas and all that jazz.
This is the first Christmas that hasn't started with my sister banging down my door at seven in the morning, and I don't know if I should feel depressed or wonderfully independent. I didn't eat any cookies this year, or trim my grandma's tree, or listen to my dad's horrible Bing Crosby impression. It's sad in a way, but I guess it's also part of getting older and doing my own thing...my own thing being avoiding my mother's family after almost a 50-hour work week.

Last night, I split my last few hours of Christmas Eve between sleep and Eastside, and although I had an okay time, it's strange to be in this town for the holidays. However, my parents are picking me up shortly for a delicious dinner at Tan Tara and some time with my drums, er, family. It's nice to get a day off, but that's really all Christmas is this year--a day off. I work 8-9 tomorrow, so Tuesday will be incredible. I plan on lots of sleeping and eating, and possibly finishing this bottle of kahlua.

And in case you were wondering... The point of this entry:

January can't come soon enough.