Tis the Season
Happy Holidays! All in all the holiday stuff here was quite fun and awesome as well. Where to start….
My roomies S* and R* went to S*’s mom’s on friday for food, gifts and family time. Which left me at the house…to do some sneaky stuff. While they were out I slipped off to Hastings and got them some gifts. I gave S* an old school TMNT Donatello bobblehead collectible and R* the complete series of Trigun. I knew they would like them, wasn’t 100% sure that Donatello was S*’s favorite Turtle or not…it was thank goodness, and R* seemed quite happy as well. Very soon after I handed out the sneaky gifts, S* tossed her collectible deviantArt Dude plushie at me. I was confused at first, then she clarified it was a gift to me. I was shocked. They don’t make these any more…I had to ask and see if she really wanted to do this…but she insisted. I wanted to tackle her with a great big hug, but that might have seemed strange or awkward. Just hope she knows how much that meant to me.
Saturday came and I, having skipped out on my family’s Christmas gathering for several reasons, slept in after a late night. I knew R* and S* were heading to R*’s dad’s place for Christmas. Turns out they went and came back before I woke up. S* was sleeping in bed having stayed up all night and R* was playing games and such. We hung out for a bit and the like until evening/night rolled around and we all went to a restaurant for what is apparently an annual thing of R* and his brother. Things were a bit weird that night. R*’s brother refused to join us in the smoking section…we were there because a) it is the most comfortable section and b) we have friends coming over who smoke. I’m not nagging on R*’s brother or anything, so don’t get me wrong. It just seemed odd, especially since no matter where you sit in that place…you are going to smell smoke. It’s a given. But oh well.
Our friends showed up and they were having an argument…and etc. My thoughts were “geez, I skipped my family’s christmas stuff to get away from arguments and bad moods.” Though eventually things mellowed out and we all headed home and our friends Red and her boyfriend came by to play Apples to Apples. That game is amazing. So simple and so fun, and so much potential for evil…well…the fun evil. Play the game…then you’ll understand. So, we played for a while, then they took off. Eventually R* went to bed and S* and I hung out for a while, watching netflix and the like.
Sunday…earlier I had my coworker cover for me for sunday night…for the following reason. Christmas party/gift exchange game at the M*’s. It was fun. I let C* use the gift that Red got for me to give…and I gifted my black leather trench. It doesn’t fit me…never had…I got it as a gift…it has been worn maybe once…so I figured..eh…I’m not going to get anything for it if I try to sell it….might as well give it away. I let S* try it on before I wrapped it…oh my mad wrapping skills…and it fit…she loved it. Her gift was a hand painted wooden box with a set of dice inside. It was awesome…sheer epicness. I so wanted it, but when the party came a long…I let Red have it. S* got my jacket and no one tried to take it from her. There was the tangible aura that said “take this…you die.” lol People liked the trench…but non dared to swipe it. I swiped a Han Solo M&M dispenser. It’s cool.
There were a couple of people there that I didn’t care to hang around with. But I survived…even the girly display of testing perfumes. Jeezus, my nose was in pain.
Tomorrow…or rather today…I need to head to the courthouse and pay my fine. Probably will do so in the morning…Go home…chill..go to courthouse…pay fine.
I know there are some things I’m missing…hmmm
Oh, Going to be starting a weekly (probably weekly) zombie survival blog starting in 2011. R* got a Zombie Survival Guide Calender and the journal entry things on the back of each day gave him the idea to start a daily one and asked others to as well. Daily will be a bit much for me. But, weekly should work. I mean, I don’t even keep up with this one that often.
All in all, these past several days have been amazing. Some wonderful realizations…some complications…but amazing. Wouldn’t trade them for the world.
Even my neurotic tendencies have mellowed out. Though not completely…and probably never will completely. But that’s ok.
