Xmas Day part 1

Woke up and opened presents. Sunny out without a speck of snow, t-shirt weather, but really, what do I expect? Got to spend some actually family time, plus bro, until he went out to eat xmas lunch with his girlfriend. I was kinda hoping he'd hang around a bit but oh well what the hell. He'd be bored and whiny so we're better off without him. Anyways, we're going off to chez Peaches for dinner and having him along would be as awkward as my dancing. But Jesus, does he ever think about the younger siblings? Kari wants her sister back and I want the brother I never really had. Piss and vinegar.
On a happier note, I got Sandinista! finally, complete with lyrics sheet and excellent songs. Picks include "Crooked Beat," "One More Time," "Let's Go Crazy," "Lightning Strikes" etc. I'm not even into disc two yet. A lot of used books, frames for my photos/paintings/whatever, maaaaaan, a few spare canvasses, buttons, ART BOOKS!!!, Heart of Darkness and a Taschen photo book from Bro, Best of Lou Reed also from bro, bracelets, antique rhinestone pins, and a hilarious box o' randomness from Dad.
As an add-on to my xmas list (guitar and piercing) I wrote down a lot of random crap not meant to be taken seriously. Tattoos cars, (later slurred to "tattoo scars") diamonds, scratched Clash singles circa 1977, Paul Simonon originals, and a villa in the south of France. My dad went online and printed out photos of all these things, which I will stick on my wall when I find the time.
Anyway, 'tis the season to be capitalist, whether you're Christian like her, Jewish like him, or pagan like me, so go out and SPEND SPEND SPEND!!!!
Cheers, yah,
J