I will tell a funny Christmas story for my first post. At about 4 AM, Brer heard a racket downstairs, so she got out of bed, hoping to find Santa delivering her gifts. Instead, she discovered that David and I were still up playing starcraft. She was bitter, and when I said "see you in the morning, she said, "you mean the afternoon?" The trick was on her though, because It's almost 10 AM, and I've been up for an hour already.