Chipmunks roasting on an open fire...

It's Christmas Eve, and that means one thing... I just don't know what that one thing is. For me, Christmas is a time of loneliness and melancholy as my friends leave to be surrounded by their supportive families and I'm left cleaning up the kitchen and taking care of the cat. This year, I have my own apartment (despite my ex and roommate). The holiday seems a bit better now that I can put together my own tree, string up the lights that I want, and get the opportunity to avoid eggnog! Woo!