Stardate 58501.9
I really wanted to go out and dance tonight, but like every other week I want to... I just don't feel like I want to waste all that energy. It takes me a while to decided and when I do and I go and I get there... I get into it. The problem is getting my fat ass up and just going.
The New Year's Eve party was last night. I left work and started calling people and letting them it was on. I was sooo fuckin tired when I came home, but I didn't even lie down or anything... I spent about an hour talking to like 5,000 different people on AIM and I realized I had to still go to my Aunt's to have dinner and go get ice, so I was like... "All right motherfucker... you have to get your ass ready!" So I did...
Ate like a ton of Posole... mmm that shit was sooo fuckin good... saw the family for a little bit and the took off at warp speed to get the ice and get to Cristina's house b'fore everyone got there to put the shit on ice to get cold.
I drank... but not as much as I usually do... I was buzzing but I wasn't drunk. Everyone drank... everyone was having fun. We played Kings and I got upset when they took off my Donna Summer cd to fuckin put reggie-ton (sp?). I swear to God, the same CD was being played over and over the whole fuckin night. Me and Fernando were the one's who got Kings and well... had to fuckin down the nasty ass glass of shit in the middle of the table. I didn't care... I think I was already feeling good and it just tasted like pinnapple juice. :P Midnight rolled around and for some reason I really got emotional. lol... I don't know why, but fuckin I hugged everyone and when I got to Cristina the second time, I started tearing and I told her... "I don't know what I would do without you." Then I had to pee. :P I got a call from Randy and again, I started to tear and I thanked him for everything he's done for me this year... him and Sean... then called Manny and Imelda and then my parents. I ended up staying at Cristina's cuz I sooo did not want to drive. There's no other way I would've wanted last night to be... It was good.
Drinking alcohol comes with consequences... I should know... I've had them creep up on me now and again... but the best place to deal with those consequences are in the company of your closet friends. If you can't get drunk with them, and have fun, who else can you do it with? Thanks guys...
My life is pretty good right now. Somethings I wish I could change but then someone told me that I wouldn't be myself. She's right and I should just chilled and kick it.
Cristina came by and picked me up and we went to Chuck E. Cheese and fuckin played some really stupid ass games and got hooked up with pizza. (Thanks Rachel)! Lisa... fuckin... ugh! Fuckin, watch... one day I'll block my number and scare you! :P
Since I'm not going to Oil Can Harry's, I'll just listen to the disco station on Radio@AOL and kick it.