Thanks for the song, Marc.
My family relations being what they are, I'm spending Christmas Eve in my apartment watching movies and things. Do not weep for me, for it is awesome.
My roommate was recently gone for the week and now she's doing whatever it is the rest of you people do on the holidays. Having the apartment to myself means dancing around the living room in my underwear. Metaphorically.
And that, dear Reina, is what we call a "Deal breaker". I actually did some familial stuff on the 25th and ate some tasty food, but I mostly would have rather been here.
ODDLY ENOUGH, I'M NEVER ALONE DURING THE HOLIDAYS.
Awwww, Rory! You totally could have come had Christmas dinner with my family, where there were like 10 courses and fifteen kinds of dessert.
You would have had to put pants on though.