From the pictures I saw last year, my girlfriend's aunt's place in Syracuse seems like an xmas wonderland.
When I today told my boss I was planning on going up there for a few days, fresh off of "I'm trying to schedule everyone for Thanksgiving, what are your plans? *schedules Shane so he can't be at either family dinner*", he pretty much told me to go fuck myself if I thought I was getting any time off to go away.
As usual, xmas gets me the most down because I feel like I have to keep up with the Lexus buying Joneses in every fucking TV commercial and I can't even afford the big ribbon on the goddamned car. I just, meh. I've never had great xmas memories, and this year seemed like I might get a nice one for once, but no. If I have to work on xmas, I might end up lighting the entire gas station on fire.
However, the Ventures' xmas album is fucking ace and still the best vinyl purchase I've ever made.
The Lady has told me she bought me the worlds' craziest, most awesome gift, but won't hint at what it is. She's also shown my roommate, whose said I better like it, or else he's taking it. On the flipside, since dating me begat her becoming a Red Sox fan, part of my gift for her is a Baseball Fan Starter kit with a bunch of DVDs and other fun stuff. Also a t-shirt of her favorite player (Mike Napoli), if he signs a new contract before xmas.