Yeah. Merry F**king Christmas. I should be scanning pics into the computer, eating a ham dinner, and heading out to see the new Star Wars flick. Instead. I'm on the f**king computer, eating some ham and cheese hot pockets, and playing WoW. I f**king hate my family. Mom, Nephew, Brother. They can all f**king rot for all I care right now. Everything ruined cause brother would rather F**k some psychotic bitch he's known for a few years, the nephew would rather watch a f**king television program, and mom would rather sit and cry and bawl like a f**king BABY instead of DOING SOME THING about the situation> ANYTHING. But no. Instead, I am eating my dinner, smelling the rank stink from the fucktarded nephew's room, and listening to my mom bitch and complain to all her friends instead of sticking to her guns and DOING something. If I had the money, I'd be out watching movies and to HELL with them. But alas, I am here, eating my admittedly tasty hot pockets, bitching in a forum, and sitting around enjoying myself as best I can.