The holiday plans are as follows.
1. Wake up
2. Drag ass out of bed several days before christmas
3. Depart with grandmother and dumb dog for the 5 hour drive.
4. Sit in traffic and have what amounts to awkward small talk for the large portion of the trip while we "catch up" about the life I don't have and the things I don't aspire to do all while dodging idiots driving 90 mph on the freeway (PS I suck at driving. It's a miracle I'm allowed to drive at all. Check the news, I'll be the kid in the 12 car pileup)
5. Listen to religious pedantry
6. Arrive in houston
7. More awkward small talk
8. Go shopping
9. Parents arrive
10. Pretend to enjoy christmas, maybe watch rudolf
11. Fake enjoy opening gifts (seriously, give me money. I AM BROKE. I DON'T NEED SOCKS. I WANT A TURNTABLE)
12. Drive home in even longer post christmas traffic
13. No more small talk, just sit in silence
14. Arrive home
15. LEGEND OF ZELDA MARATHON
happy holidays folks