well boys and girls, it's not christmas until everyones arguing and crying. it never fails to amaze me how quickly two adults turn into little babies over trivial stupid bullshit. i seriously fucking hate my family sometimes and am kinda pissed that i share even the tinies trace of DNA with some of them. honestly, some of these people have NO REDEEMING QUALITIES. The only people i could ever really stand are a few of my cousins (all Living in places that arent new york) and my mom . if it werent for my mom, my wrists would have been spewing fluids a long time ago. right now i wish i didnt have that little bit of sanity in me cause it would be so much easier to live if i were just a fucking psychopath. And heres the kicker, i get 2 more weeks of this SHIT. christmas should have been all about family this year. my brother joe leaving for iraq in a few months and everything but everyone is so fucking self absorbed that they all fail to see that he might not be comeing back.. hows that for a happy fucking thought. well, merry fucking christmas. to me. 
Christmas with my family is a warzone year after year too. Family dynamics are the hardest to comprehend sometimes, because some people seem to have this concept that since familial love is unconditional it doesn't matter how they treat one another. I wish my brothers and sisters could treat me with the same respect they do their friends and show to total strangers. But by virtue of blood bonds they know I'll love them even if they are shit heads...so I can totally relate man.