My Christmas spunk has been brutally murdered. *le sigh*
In lieu of the bullshit and my shattered soul, I decided to just give my brother his present early as there was no tree to put it under. I hadn't even wrapped it, but it was alright... he hadn't wrapped mine either. I got him PotC II because I am a good sister and because my mother wanted me to give him a hat. Hahahahhaha-no. Needless to say, he likes my idea waaaay more.
My brother got me my own, legitimate copy of Warcraft III! So I can delete the bastard version on my laptop, and load in the new, and play online whenever I want which means I will never, ever get anything done ever again.
My brother = WINNAR.