Christmas Eve

Our tree [with gifts for dad & I]

Left my new journal at mom's, so this will have to do for now...This Christmas Eve has, of course, ended up just like every other one. Dad has passed out in his chair after smoking a pack of cigarettes, drinking half a keg, and downing his pain meds. I'm stealing internet from the neighbors and decorating the tree. I already went out and bought us some food as I refuse to eat the crap he has in the freezer. I'm glad he didn't forget, though! Tomorrow morning should be better; mornings are always the best. Then it will be off to the mother's for her side of the family's Christmas. That is always interesting. I'm hoping to get my scarf done so I can wear it soon :D