blood-spattered angel

Considering the amount of stress this season normally brings out in people, I'm kind of amazed nobody's stabbed anyone else over the last candy cane yet. Which sets this apart from my last couple of Christmases, honestly.

When I was growing up I liked this holiday. It's hard not to, when you're a kid, with all the music and presents and stories and after-school Christmas specials. That all went out the window when I was a teenager, there was too much other stuff going on in my life. The next time I celebrated I was about 24, and that wasn't you'd call a traditional holiday. My boyfriend got me an Israeli-issue Kalashnikov with a customized scope, I got him a severed head. Then we had pizza and watched It's a Wonderful Life.

But as much of a Grinch as I am, I do have a couple personal traditions and the biggest one is watching my favorite Christmas movie every year. Who hasn't seen Die Hard?

( Dear Santa... )