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This is a stressful Christmas--business worries, and counseling crap, and the only persons I have so far not wanted to kill are my father (which, hah, what? and also: I have never had an entire Christmas without wanting to kill him, and I will be SHOCKED if this is the year we make it) and my baby sister. One brother has been deliberately annoying the world, the other one is deliberately digging at my mother, my mother is being overbearing and guiltrippy about Christmas cheer, and my older sister is being herself in the most aggressive and aggravating possible manner. (Her, especially. WE KNOCK BEFORE WE COME IN. WE DO NOT START CONVERSATIONS WITH PEOPLE WHO ARE ON THE PHONE. WE LISTEN WHEN OTHER PEOPLE SPEAK. OUR PROBLEMS ARE NOT THE ONLY IMPORTANT PROBLEMS IN THE WORLD. Oh, no, wait. That's CIVILIZED people who are NOT going to wake up Christmas morning with knives in their throats.)


That's it, I am totally breaking out the Star Shaped a day early.



But you know what? Maybe the RL parts kind of suck, but my online life today has been filled with silly discussions and people offering to help me and people being nice about my long silly fic, and, just.

YOU make it worth getting up in the morning, and I don't care that the rest of the world labels that lame. YOU are what I am most grateful for this Christmas, and I hope that your holidays are as wonderful as you deserve, because you are the saving of mine.