....and a happy new year?
So christmas is finally over. Let's all take a huge sigh of relief. I can't really say that this was the best christmas of my life, though I can say that Elisa and I were happier with each other this time around. I was invited to two holiday parties, (odd) though I could only make one of them. The party I was able to attend was thrown by an old time friend of mine that I had just recently got reaquanted with (and actually started playing D & D with on a weekly basis.....Come to the dork side.....we have beer!). Unfortunately, I don't do very well around alot of strangers, especially whilst there is beer aplenty. I spent the night yelling out ridiculous things, breaking the dead bolt and door frame of my friends house (yes, that is the second time I've done this to a friend of mines house, I don't know why I do this, so don't ask), and just basicly being a ignorant fucking drunk. Chaulk them up, bub, I'm ready for another round. To add on to that list of crowning achievments, the next day at our game, I blurted out what my friend's girlfriend had gotten her sister for christmas. OY! OY! Paul Weller!

Twas the night before christmas and all through the house, only three creatures were stirring cause Elisa and I were in the Quarter with her mother and her mother's husband. We drank, we ate, we drank some more, we danced, I got shots shoved down my throat by a cute watress's mouth, we drank some more, we left. That was really that, there was some mention of me getting aggrevated about Elisa refusing to drink coffee due to heart palpatations and me not knowing.

Christmas day we woke up and took presents next door to my mother and her boyfriend before heading back to Elisa's mothers house. We had sweet potato pancakes for breakfast, and when Elisa's brother and his girlfriend got there we had turkey and whatnot. I was not happy to be there due to one comment too many behind mine and Elisa's backs. I'm not too thrilled at having to pretend to be chummy chummy with back-stabbing, two-faced socialites, which seems to be the case alot when we visit members of her family. Anyway we finally left and went back home. There we decided to delay our presence next door at my mother's house for a little R&R (nudge nudge, wink wink!)

We finished the night off at my mother's house, where they were havig a gathering of their own that involved my mother's boyfriend's family. His mother, sister, niece, and nephew were there. They're pretty good people, and we had a good time. The niece and the nephew are in our age group so we usually can find something to talk about. Good food, cheap champagne (but hey it's alcoholic, and that's all that counts). After the guests had left, we settled down to watch the first three episodes of the Neverwhere series which was written by Neil Gaiman before he had turned it into a novel (damn good one too). Now life returns to whatever is considered normal. Here I am at work. I'm going to read my Tank Girl graphic novel now.

My Taunting List of Gifts I Got!
Envy Me Maggot!
- Super, death-mega power drill with all sorts of bits, bobs, peepers, and tallywags.
- Tank Girl graphic novel/Nightmares and Fairy Tales comic.
- Pinhead toy
- Two pairs of pants and shirts from a company called South Pole. Cool pants but the shirts make me feel like calling people dawg and G.
- X2 dvd.
- Giftcards to bookstore and Blockbuster.
- Bottle of wine.
- Bread oil cantor with wee little bowls for dipping.
- Black long sleeved shirt with skull and cross-bones on it cause I'm a pirate and a well fitting sweater thing.
I think that is it, but I'm probably wrong. Merry Christmas and all that other bullshit.