OMG! I need to leave this house. Going...insane! I'm going to end up stabbing everyone within these walls with a spoon! Woooooooo!

OK. It's not that bad (yet). Amber is content with her Mickey Mouse cartoons, Dad's sleeping and mom was e-mailing people. Don't know what she's doing now, but I know it's not yelling at me. She's good at that. She likes the guilt tripping.

I have to go see "The Hot Chick". That movie looks so horrible, but I really want to see it. Fwoop detar!

On another note, I should really stop drinking pop. My teeth are yellow and hurty. I should stop drinking it, yes, but that doesn't mean i'm going to.

Update:

Our huge blur of a tree (Dad still hasn't added all the tinsil. By the time he gets done with it, you will be able to see your reflection in it).

Behold! The new Gay Santa! We still have to do some decoration, but he won in the uber-gay santa category.

Our gay elves that we helped out of the closet last year.

This fellow isn't a regular, but I think he belongs in the gay elf category.