This Has Next to Nothing to Do With the Holidays.

ahhh the holidays.  a few thoughts come to mind: stressed, drunk, broke, exhausted, etc.

like most people, Lincoln and i have to cram 37 x-mas' into two days. 

it's always a treat. 

here's some photos that capture my xmas eve:

[caption id="attachment_719" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="phase 1 of the destruction of my kitchen is complete."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_720" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="motherfucking mini cheesecakes"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_721" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="packaging my delicious treats."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_722" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="mah balls."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_726" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="color shot of mah balls."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_727" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="suspicious dog."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_728" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="slightly more normal dog."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_740" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="i got you some pussy for xmas."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_746" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="these are my brother's grades. i find one class to be the oddest."][/caption]

 also, i took a shit this morning.

it's an xmas miracle.