Journal #5522

What a sihtty run up to Christmas.

Ok, so in an attempt to not spend Christmas with just the two of us, my aunt wanted to join up with her friend and his family for Christmas, something I had no complaints about. The more the merrier right?

So, with record snowfalls here in the Vancouver district, we attempted to get out of the drive, onto the puny little side-street clogged with snow. Despite furious amounts of shovelling, pushing and help from one of our neighbours, the car managed to get snowed in RIGHT OUTSIDE OF THE DRIVE.

Fortunately, this story does have a somewhat good ending. Our landlord, who also had plans, couldn't get out for the same reason. So we're spending Christmas together, and my aunts friend will be driving down to meet us instead (eventually).

The moral of the story? Don't have half-cooked Pancakes for Breakfast, they give you the worst gas ever. I mean, seriously I couldn't stop farting.

And also, MERRY CHRISTMAS!...