December 25, 2004

• First of all, I just want to say happy birthday to Liam!!!! YOU
  ROCK!!!! YOU ARE NOW LEGAL……………at least in terms of age of
  consent. I think you should find the nearest gay hooker 
  and…………..well, I think I will just stop right there.

  Wow, now that I have sobered up, there are a few things I forgot about last night, which I will mention now.

  While we were playing pool at my cousin’s house, by brother kept
  mentioning that his tag on his shirt was making noise and distracting
  him. I thought this was ridiculous, so I really made fun of him a lot
  for it. Turns out, it wasn’t his tag, but instead a candy cane that he
  had in his pocket of his shirt.

  Speaking of candy cane’s, we had been given candy canes with numbers on
  them as part of a raffle for a grab bag. My number didn’t get called. I
  didn’t win. So, i drowned my sorrows in the bottle, which was the only
  consolation I could get for my devastating loss. Ohhhhhh, the shame and
  humiliation.

  Anywho, I really grilled my cousin’s nephew. I asked him a million damn
  questions. I was just waiting for him to get annoyed by me, but he
  seemed fine with it, and dare I say, even ammused. He is such a cutie
  when he smiles. Too bad he is straight.

  As we were leaving, I went into my cousin’s 10 year old son’s room to
  say goodbye. I saw he had Cubs sheets and a Cubs pillow case. I told
  him it was cool and asked him where he got it from. He said he had an
  extra one and gave it to me, but told me to hide it in my coat so his
  dad didn’t see me taking it out. Heheheheheh, how cool. I know his dad
  would be upset if he found out that he gave it to me, so lets just keep
  this between me, you, and the wandering eyes of the internet.

  This morning was………..well…….I wasn’t really hung over. I
  always have trouble sleeping when I’m drunk. I woke up about 6:40
  (thats the time I normally get up for work) and could not fall back
  asleep. It was compounded by the fact that my pain in the fucking ass
  neighbor was pounding something outside. At 6:45AM. Christmas morning.
  In 8 degree weather. I was fucking pissed, but so comfortable in my
  warm and toasty bed that I just lied in bed, not doing a damn thing
  about it. I found out later from John that he heard the same thing in
  his room, so it kept him up as well. What a motherfucker. This guy is
  always doing shit like that outside on Saturday mornings, but normally,
  its not til about 8:30 or 9. We never had this problem when Faye lived
  there.

  Eventually, I did fall back to sleep. I got up about 9:30ish, knowing I
  had to do some dishes before making breakfast, as we were going to have
  Mark and Amy over for breakfast. As you probably know, I’m not a chef
  at all, but I do make some things. I made the corn beef hash, pancakes,
  and Texas Toast (although, I did just put that in the oven) and John
  made the eggs, as I have no idea how to make eggs……………shit, I
  can’t even crack them.

  During breakfast, we had a disussion about The Da Vinci code and
  religon. Seems, Mark and Amy are starting to believe a little bit more
  the way I believe about religon. We actually had a long conversation
  about it. It was cool. I always thought Amy did not think very highly
  of me, (although, I still think this might be true) she made a comment
  that made me thing otherwise. She said that usually, when I debate
  things, I can come up with facts off  the top of my head that are
  usually right. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I usually make those
  facts up…………….ok, just kidding, I don’t make them up.

  We opened presents about 11:30ish. Mark got me what looks to be a
  really cool baseball book which chronicles 20th century American
  history as it co-incides with baseball. I also got a Simpsons shirt,
  the SNL Best of Phil Harman dvd (Phil Hartman rules!), along
  with…………….ahhhhh hell, nobody really gives a shit what I
  got………….not that you don’t care, but lets be honest, its boring
  to hear about what people got for Christmas. Lets just say I got a
  bunch of stuff and end it at that.

  • 4:31 pm
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