Christmas is great-I love it.
I spend it in solitary fashion, happily.
My family is wretchedly disfunctional,
sort of like spending the holiday in the old SD-6 torture
chamber chair.
So, I go to Midnight mass, I work Christmas eve and day,
which is fine with me, and I visit with my dad by myself,
and see one of my brothers in a solo visit.
I have one sister in California who was going to come
but bailed at the last minute, but maybe that's ok,
and I have a sister in law in North Carolina who is possessed
by the Dark One, so I have drifted from my other brother as a result.
Ok kids, there you have it, an astonishingly personal testimony
about my Christmas 2004-peace, solitude, happiness.
MC