And so all good things must come to an end.
Yeah, I know the year is over and there's so much about it I want to talk about, but this whole holiday has been pretty eventful so I'll just stick to that topic.
Let's see... At work, had the white elephant gift exchange. I was going for the martini set with the bottle of vodka, but ended up with a vibrating, squishy footstool that garnered a lot of comments from dirty-minded co-workers (I just mentioned as a joke that maybe I could use it as a replacement for the phone book I use as a seat booster in my car, but so what if it vibrates and I sit on it?!). Then there's the family get-together during Christmas eve and Christmas day. I must have been extra good this year 'cuz man, I got a lot of presents! I really wasn't expecting it. But then again, I also did spent a lot for other people this year, which was fun. Except for the going broke part. Anyways, I didn't really get into the holiday spirit until I realized a lot of those pretty packages under the tree were mine. Hehehe, am I awful or what? But I have been pretty busy with a lot of things in my mind. Like where the hell is that skirt that I bought from months ago? I've never even used it once. Yes, there were a lot of more important things in my mind too besides that.
So once again, Mike and I engaged on the who-can-top-off-who's-present contest. I thought I had him! He wanted an electric guitar, but I told him I couldn't afford it this year (which was true) so he's gonna have to wait until his birthday. Of course, he didn't care. He told me he couldn't get me anything big this year either. But hey, I got him an electric guitar anyways, complete with a nice amp. Plus I got him little gifts like flip-flops, 2nd season of Dave Chapelle, massage kits and so on. So I thought I beat him. He only got me a shirt and a pillow... yay. They were both really cute (I'm even wearing the shirt as I write this). But noooo.... he couldn't stop there. Last week he kept asking me if I could run errands for him on New Year's eve which I agreed to. He never told me what it is, he just kept saying that I'll find out on that day. He said I might kill him if I knew. So I thought, "the idiot wants me to buy him an LCD television or food in large quantities." He even had me drag one of his roomies along. So we drove together yesterday on New Year's eve and his rooomie told me that I just got suckered into driving to Northridge to buy massive amounts of Thai food at the Thai temple. I'm like, "Great... sounds like something Mike would have me do." But first we had to stop by his roomie's workplace to pick up her paycheck. Turns out she worked at a spa place complete with jacuzzi and sauna room. And turns out Mike set up an 80 minute massage and 80 minute facial appointment for me as a Christmas present. Grrrrrr!!! He beat me again!! So on New Year's eve I made a resolution to become an even better girlfriend to him and to once again attempt to beat him on the who-can-top-off-who's-present contest. Afterwards me, my honey and his cool roomies and some few friends had a small, lovely get-together for New Year's eve. Had few drinks (didn't get drunk or even buzzed!), played a few drinking games and had blast. Then the infamous crowd of high school kids from the OC (you know the ones where the girls were on one side and the guys on the other, humping each other due to lack of female contact?) crashed in just as the party was dying down and everyone was just about to pass out. I passed out around 5 in the morning. Woke up at 8:30 to go to church. It was less crowded than usual. Suspecting massive hung-overs from the night before. Then I went to Uncle Rico's for a small party. And now I'm here typing. Yay.
The End.
Happy 2006!
Let's see... At work, had the white elephant gift exchange. I was going for the martini set with the bottle of vodka, but ended up with a vibrating, squishy footstool that garnered a lot of comments from dirty-minded co-workers (I just mentioned as a joke that maybe I could use it as a replacement for the phone book I use as a seat booster in my car, but so what if it vibrates and I sit on it?!). Then there's the family get-together during Christmas eve and Christmas day. I must have been extra good this year 'cuz man, I got a lot of presents! I really wasn't expecting it. But then again, I also did spent a lot for other people this year, which was fun. Except for the going broke part. Anyways, I didn't really get into the holiday spirit until I realized a lot of those pretty packages under the tree were mine. Hehehe, am I awful or what? But I have been pretty busy with a lot of things in my mind. Like where the hell is that skirt that I bought from months ago? I've never even used it once. Yes, there were a lot of more important things in my mind too besides that.
So once again, Mike and I engaged on the who-can-top-off-who's-present contest. I thought I had him! He wanted an electric guitar, but I told him I couldn't afford it this year (which was true) so he's gonna have to wait until his birthday. Of course, he didn't care. He told me he couldn't get me anything big this year either. But hey, I got him an electric guitar anyways, complete with a nice amp. Plus I got him little gifts like flip-flops, 2nd season of Dave Chapelle, massage kits and so on. So I thought I beat him. He only got me a shirt and a pillow... yay. They were both really cute (I'm even wearing the shirt as I write this). But noooo.... he couldn't stop there. Last week he kept asking me if I could run errands for him on New Year's eve which I agreed to. He never told me what it is, he just kept saying that I'll find out on that day. He said I might kill him if I knew. So I thought, "the idiot wants me to buy him an LCD television or food in large quantities." He even had me drag one of his roomies along. So we drove together yesterday on New Year's eve and his rooomie told me that I just got suckered into driving to Northridge to buy massive amounts of Thai food at the Thai temple. I'm like, "Great... sounds like something Mike would have me do." But first we had to stop by his roomie's workplace to pick up her paycheck. Turns out she worked at a spa place complete with jacuzzi and sauna room. And turns out Mike set up an 80 minute massage and 80 minute facial appointment for me as a Christmas present. Grrrrrr!!! He beat me again!! So on New Year's eve I made a resolution to become an even better girlfriend to him and to once again attempt to beat him on the who-can-top-off-who's-present contest. Afterwards me, my honey and his cool roomies and some few friends had a small, lovely get-together for New Year's eve. Had few drinks (didn't get drunk or even buzzed!), played a few drinking games and had blast. Then the infamous crowd of high school kids from the OC (you know the ones where the girls were on one side and the guys on the other, humping each other due to lack of female contact?) crashed in just as the party was dying down and everyone was just about to pass out. I passed out around 5 in the morning. Woke up at 8:30 to go to church. It was less crowded than usual. Suspecting massive hung-overs from the night before. Then I went to Uncle Rico's for a small party. And now I'm here typing. Yay.
The End.
Happy 2006!