Its Christmas eve, but it doesn't really feel like it. The excitement of Christmas I felt when I was younger has dulled. But I suppose that's the price people pay when they age. Christmas eve is never a big deal at my place. There never is any fancy dinner. At the moment Im making french fries... The last three years iv worked on the 24. I had to work with clay tonight and he was working so fucking slow... (I love the kid, he's my brother. But he can really piss me off sometimes.) im going to midnight church tonight, I would rather do that then in the morning... I know only of one gift im getting; Jake got me Scrubs season 2 (he already showed it to me).

I got to the door and I stopped. I couldn't leave without giving her a kiss.