Thanksgiving.

So, the thing about being in the same city, and living in the same house as, extended family is the expectation of having to do stuff with them for holidays.

(I also don't "get" Thanksgiving. I never have. I'm not a traditionalist. I don't understand why there needs to be this excuse to all get together and gorge ourselves on food and stuff. And why people panic and freak out over things being perfect and whatnot, but I digress.)

I'm going to my other aunt's tonight with auntie and uncle; tomorrow, I've been invited to my brother's.

I have to eat turkey two nights in a row and I HATE turkey. Only slightly less than I hate most fish. Anybody want to take my place? Or figure out how to zap me home to Ontario so that I can have Thanksgiving BBQ'd Steak with my mum and dad?

Anybody?

I HATE TURKEY OMGWTFBBQ.

If I'm ever expected to hold Thanksgiving for family in the future, I'm making the biggest fuck-off pot of Thanksgiving Spaghetti anybody EVER saw.