BLEEAARGH

A less eloquent title than I have previously conjured up, but a title nonetheless.

That aside, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. In the minds of many others, this may not seem as important an event as the day to follow, but for those of us whose family origins lie on Bohemia, it is a prestigious affair. Well, not quite at that level, but it's definitely my favorite day of the year. This is not only because it includes my favorite meal of the year (baked salmon, four-cheese penne, and poppyseed kolackies), but also because almost the entire maternal side of my extended family comes to my house for a shindig.

There are Christmas carols and an abundance of presents, due to the grab-bag of gifts for the ten grandchildren. Each person draws a name nears the beginning of December, and then he/she gives a present to their selected person on Christmas Eve. It was suggested, however, that this be abolished since most of the cousins are above the "child" age, but the suggestion was violently opposed by even the oldest of us (my sister, who is currently twenty-six).

But my favorite aspect of the evening, by far, is the ridiculous amount of Super Smash Bros. that will be played by all of my male cousins...and me. I am also quite proficient in teh gamin', which means that I can pwn a bunch of my cousins with great pleasure, and the power of Toon Link. Oh yeah, I use Toon Link.