I haven't been a fan on the holidays for a few years now, that could be because of me and my ex breaking up on christmas, oooor that could be because I have to hang lights and pull out literally like 30 boxes of ornaments etc. from our crawlspace to the upstairs so my parents can put together a tree that practically rivals Time Square in terms or color, ooor it could be because snow and cold weather is really only fun for like 2 days then you get into car accidents, and find yourself sleeping in 2 pairs of pants, long underwear, shoes, a beanie and a sweatshirt and coat because you and your roommates don't wanna pay a $350 heating bill because the shitty house you rent has single pane windows and a front door that mysteriously finds itself wide open in the middle of the night.
Fortunately I have a friend of mine who shares this christmas-blows mindset, So her and I went to go see Avatar in 3d, but turns out the jews already thought of that one, and all the avatar shows were sold out, like, all of em for that day! So we decided to see Sherlock Holmes instead, which I must say was one of the most badass movies I've seen in a really long time, I absolutely recommend it to anyone who hates a lack of closure at the end of a movie. In the very end he explains why he did all the weird shit he does in order to solve the mystery. You'll know whaat weird shit i'm talking about after you see it. After that we snuck into the movie "Nine" which is about a film maker named guido, who has, from what I can tell, 9 main women in his life, and it kinda like shows how they all tie into making his last movie... I think. It was a musical, so that should explain why I'm having trouble summing up what it was about. Probably the best musical I think I've ever seen though, seeing as how I avoid musicals like the plaque. After running from christmas all day we decided to get the most un-christmas meal possible, so we went to this chinese place by my house. The food was pretty good, but they had this horrible country-western christmas cd on and I highly doubt it is coincidence that they seated us directly under a speaker in the ceiling. In fact I take it back, the food was good only because we were hungry. The christmas music made it taste bad enough to feel the need to guilty-scarf it down just to get out. I don't blame her for not finishing it. There was a bottle of whiskey at my place begging to make it all go way.
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