Where the hell am I?!

Dec 27, 2005 09:37

Did I even go home? These last few days have absolutely flown by. Most likely because I was either sleeping or drunk.

Friday CCR, Michele, Bobby and myself went to see Hello Dave in Palatine after Chris's mom made us an amazing Italian dinner (amazing because I didn't shit myself ten minutes after consumption-and of course, the delicious factor). CCR and I blazed and got our asses lost. Started seeing signs for Woodstock and thought...yeah, too far. I suggested we just trek it to Canada, but no gas money. Hello Dave kicked ass as usual and I made it home by 4am and slept til 2pm-good to be home.

Saturday was Dad's side. My 90 year old grandma just had her gallbladder removed on Tuesday and was up and about doing the Christmas thing. Astounding. Lots of fun there til my aunt started some shit.

Sunday was our nuclear family's day. Church with our new asiasch pastor. I heart him. Then lunch and presents. My poor ass wrote nice notes to everyone. Very heartfelt and pretty, but obviously poor. I felt like a schmuck-and I'm not even Jewish. I know presents aren't what it's about, but I just always think "well, if I didn't buy that pack of cigarettes or do my laundry or eat this week..." Meh, some day I'll be able to afford presents again. Spent the night at Michele's drinking caucasians and watching the Chappelle show and eating Josh's sausage and cheese and waking up to Jackson-dog trying to make out with me.

Monday was mom's side. Lots of fun except I heard that a guy I went to high school with ODed Christmas Eve Day. Mortality. I think his services are today, but AIS calls-fucking work. I hate being the only one with a goddamn key-it makes me the automatic bitch. Then my grandma had a fever and had to be ambulanced (new word!) out of the party. Came back to Macomb-without bun :( and packed some more, did laundry at three separate places, watched five cats, and welcomed home CCR at 4am. Slept for an hour and now I'm at work. Yay. I don't have to read a damn thing though, so that's fuckin sweet.

God is alive in a sugar cube!-or a cube and a half as the case may be ;)
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