Being a shoplifter usually takes the fun out of Christmas for me, because anything people buy me, I can rack... but this year, due to circumstances beyond my control, I'm stranded in the middle of fucking nowhere, Florida, with no car and a fucked up ankle. Sooo... unless I feel like loading up at Wal-Mart (which I don't)... I'll simply have to not rack until shit changes (ugh) Anyways... I guess that makes me look forward to Christmas more... kinda.