Saturday, December 24, 2005 -- 7:33 PM

Home = Good

Here I sit, at home. I've been occupying my time by watching a lot of movies and playing a lot of xbox with my brothers. I've also been seeing friends. I brought coffees to the crew I worked with last summer, and got filled in with all the latest injuries. One of the guys shot himself in the arm, another one got a staple in his neck, but the reigning champion, who has shot himself some nine times, added a notch to his proverbial belt by shooting his upper leg, missing his genital region by about an inch. To his credit, he is still framing.

It's Christmas Eve tonight, but not for us. We had our Christmas a couple of days ago, since we're leaving for the west coast on Monday. Unfortunately, one of my brothers contracted the flu. So far he is the only one infected, but the likelihood that one or all of us will get it remains quite high. I don't really feel that great right now, but that's probably more the sense of impending doom than any actual virus. I figure that if I ignore it and deny it's existence, it will leave me alone.

All in all, it doesn't feel much like Christmas. We did have our Christmas dinner tonight, with stuffing, cranberry sauce, etc., but for God's sake, there isn't even any snow here.