Wow, it's been quite some time since I last even logged onto this thing.
Let's see what has happened since then in Samanthaverse, shall we?
Uno, Craig and I are no longer living in our apartment. I'm living with my mom, and he's living at his parents.
GASP! HAVE OUR HEROES COME TO THEIR UNTIMELY DEMISE?!
DUN.
DUN.
DUN.
[INSERT MONTH LONG WAIT. FUCKING COMIC BOOKS, SERIOUSLY]
Ok yeah, no we did not break up. & no we're not GOING to break up. & neither are we having any "problems."
We're actually doing better than ok. We're buying a house :) and to fund such a project, the moneys must be abundant and fat. Like so many of us are right now. Anywho, the only way to buy a house, is to save, and to save we moved back in with our respective families.
WE'RE FUCKING BUYING A HOUSE. Craig and I will own a house. And not just any house...
OUR house.
It's all very exciting, you see.
But I know what many are thinking, because I've been asked this a million times over already...
"Well, since you're buying a house...are you guys...you know...getting married?"
WHOA THERE SALLY. Calm down, no need to throw poop in my face.
We have spoken of the future, and let's just say, the future looks bright with what will hopefully be our outcome.
HAHAHA MORE SUSPENSE YOU FUCKS.
Anywho, what else...what else?
Oh, my company had a Christmas party in some fancy schmancy yacht club out in Clear Lake (the land of $$$ for you non-Houstonians). First thought in my head, "Great, uptight, piece of holy-fuck-I-just-want-to-die-is-that-crab-cake" party.
BUT NAY MY FRIENDS. NAY.
It was an awesome AWESOME party, where Craig and I proceeded to get sloshed, my bosses got sloshed, and I think our bartender and entertainer got piss drunk too.
Fun times had by all.
Here is a picture at the end of the night. We are both alcoholated to the point where I think alcoholated is a word.
Craig needs a smoking jacket and a pipe, and I need a fucking muzzle. How awesome is that?
Ok, so that is the story of Sam Up Until Now. Well, partially. I'm sure I'm missing way more stuff in between but it's midnight and I DON'T FUCKING HAVE TO GO TO WORK TOMORROW.
Vacations > *
Goodnight all. I'll try to update this thing more frequently, I SWEAR.