Some families have Xmas parties, mine has vegas night.
Tonight I spent many hours playing tripoli with my family and I'm not ashamed. You may say, "but in actively pursuing this confession, you are, in fact, admitting shame." I say, fuck you. I had a blast tonight. I would have liked to stay sober, but I actually learned quite a bit about my family...
1.Everyone hates my grandpa-apparentley he is an ass.
2.My Aunt Debbie, the Hippie-turned-bible-thumper-turned-scenester used to smoke pot with her hubby in front of me as a child.
3.My uncle Bob may have had penile enhancement
4.They swear a lot.
5.My 4 year-old cousin, Blake, will "climb up those stairs and kill all the elves," if they don't get to work on his presents.
6.I have it pretty good.
That's all. I'm slightly intoxicated, very sore, and crave sleep. Hope all is well in your world, LJ.
It's round two tomorrow night.
1.Everyone hates my grandpa-apparentley he is an ass.
2.My Aunt Debbie, the Hippie-turned-bible-thumper-turned-scenester used to smoke pot with her hubby in front of me as a child.
3.My uncle Bob may have had penile enhancement
4.They swear a lot.
5.My 4 year-old cousin, Blake, will "climb up those stairs and kill all the elves," if they don't get to work on his presents.
6.I have it pretty good.
That's all. I'm slightly intoxicated, very sore, and crave sleep. Hope all is well in your world, LJ.
It's round two tomorrow night.