No, actually I only really spent Christmas Day doing nothing but lounge around. There's been lots of skiing, skating, sledding, that sort of thing. As well as more non-traditional activities generally not featured on kiddie's xmas specials such as reindeer hump, tandem tobogganing, and under-the-mistletoe-groping-olympics. Intoxication tends to add that je ne sais quoi to any of the afore mentioned events.

I got the Denis Leary book 'Why We Suck' in my stocking, and as fucking hilaaaaaarious as it is, I'm not getting much reading done as I spend most of the time just gazing at his gorgeous image on the back cover. Mmmmm.

As always I've left plans for the last eve of 'o8 to the last minute. Well, I guess I have a few more days here. But still. Actually, as long as it involves champagne and an opportunity to dress up I will be happy. And a nice boy to smooch when the clock strikes 12.

Sidenote: I can't fucking stand the Jonas Brothers. Am I alone in this?

Also I think I've developed some sort of A.D.D./commitment issues with my blog layout. Like everytime I update I want to change it. Jeez. This one is lasting long(er) because a) I like the colour and b) I suck balls at updating so I don't look at it as often and thus don't think " I could use a change" as often.

Oh well.