Guess it's fuckin' Thanksgiving and shit. Awesome, isn't it? The only day of the year where turkey genocide, letting someone slave in the kitchen alone, and eating cranberry sauce are all acceptable acts. (Except maybe Christmas dinner. :B )

Among other things, I'm thankful for the fact we don't celebrate it the way the first Thanksgiving was celebrated. And so should you.
I'm also thankful for all my friends, who, despite my occasional bouts of angst and paranoia, have stuck by me and done awesome things for me. 4 life!