I do nothing. My family is full of crackheads that never visit and basically rather smoke than visit me, and my best female friend is stuck in london or I'd be having a huge huge party with her, I never make it though...

oh and my best male pal hates me, so yeah..... this year I am suprised I am not on the naughty list or the fcuk you list for santa.
Option 1
I would love to make cookies, drink some vodka, smoke something, snort something, swallow a few pills, get to fuck a certian man, get fucked by a certian man, give out gifts, go for a nice walk, maybe more sexersize for a few hrs, then maybe eat a little, gorge out on chocolate and candy, and then smoke some more and then take some siroquel and fall asleep with the man i freakin have it bad for.
Option 2
though in reality, it will be not as nice........ lately pessimissim is my name. All that will happen is kids will open gifts, complain they didnt get what they want, i tell them theyre ungrateful brats, i cook something cheap and not even close to a bird cause I cant afford the $34.99 instead of xmas gift for kid.
though if option 1 is a possibility.... you got my number

:D
when i was a kid my Dedo (grandpa) would be cooking the real food, my baba (grandma) the deserts, us kids would be screaming at the awesome gifts we got from under the sterotypical silver spoon mouthed higher class x-mas tree, its a wonderful life kind of x-mas thing....... sometimes i miss those days...... then i recall I didnt start smoking until 9yrs old and say fuck it LOL