My Christmas Eve is all sorts of atypical. First of all, I'm still in Chicago, not Michigan.
I'm watching Bad Santa instead of Christmas Vacation.
I'm drinking plain old water instead of egg nog.
And... well I guess that's it. But it feels pretty weird to be alone for the holiday.
That's my new friend and current bed buddy, Mojo the chihuahua. I never thought I would like chihuahuas until Mojo. He's just so sweet!
And stuff and stuff. I should probably go to bed.
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