Last year in the middle of one of many, many big fights, the boy who was living with me grabbed the tiny tree I had decorated and threw it across the room. It flew right past me and smashed against the wall. It was funny in a sickening kind of way. There'll be no tree toss this year! The jerk is gone and this tree is fucking HUUUUGE (like floor to ceiling huge!)!! And it's all colorful and sparkly and pretty. Good ol' tangetialism should have a photo for me soon. and the coolest thing is that we found it! Yep, rescued from an abandoned xmas tree sale 2 nights before xmas. A wintery booga dragged it home for us. He, he.