New Years, This, That and in fact, that other thing
The two most notable events being Christmas and New Years. Though, the end of the year camping trip was fun, it was by no means the most outrageous time New Years was. Kim was there for a spell, but I suspect she wasn’t 100% comfortable being there without her boyfriend Sam and with folks she’d never met before whom thanks to being recently broken up with and imbibing a fair amount of liquor, were not on their best behavior. He’s a fuck wit and I just hope he didn’t put Kim off hanging out with us. She was hanging out with the Music siblings before she stopped by for a spell. How small a world is that?! Steve and Sister Music. Sister as I can’t recall her name to save my life. Drinking was abundant, but not as much as last year and not nearly as jovial. My evil twin was there as well as my new Stalker. Will has taken to referring to Jason Swan as my stalker as he’s started to randomly calling me back in November. Just a random call to say “Hey.” But it’s random-ness and frequency and Will knowing Jason got him that moniker. Marcus and Caitlin came. So total attendance was Me, Bill, Josh, Joe, Marcus & Caitlin, Will, Jason, Mike, Matt M, Teddy, Kirk, Erin G, Blaine, Vien, Eric, Jasmine, BSK and one of Mike’s friends who I can never remember his name. Good showing. Pizzas and pigs in a blanket. A fair bit of alcohol. Joey did shots of Golshlager with Jasmine and paid the price for it. Early in the morning he got so ick feeling he got dressed and went home. Which is more then we can say for Teddy, who spent hours upon hours in the bathroom. He didn’t know which way was up. Whatever he drank and ate was trying to leave via all exits at once. I nearly stepped in shite in the bathroom the next morning. I’d been to cleaner truck stops and better smelling ones too. Man, it stank up the entire room.
Will and Jason were teaching me the finer points of being a pivot. Interesting stuff. But then again, this was in context for some hotel bimbos that every single guy in the room wanted. Yech. Kirk ended up making out for hours with Erin who not 30 minutes before was talking with me about how random drunken making out is kinda nice. Holy crap it was like a train wreck. I couldn’t help but watch it was so…. Wow. The best part about it was that Joey wandered over to Kirk and started to try to talk to him. Well, talk is a subjective term I guess. Joe was trying to get Kirk to make out with him so he could feel what it was like to make out with someone with a tongue ring. Kirk was so confused. He just looked at me and said What?! Lauren. Come on. What the hell is he talking about? I had to explain to Kirk that Joe just wanted his hot metal in his mouth. Too bad Erin beat him to the punch.
We managed to not get kicked out of the pool. That was a nice change. But I think that has to do with the fact that the hotel was kinda empty and they changed the closing time to 1am. Good times. Will played it pretty cool too now that I think about it. We didn’t have to mount a search party to find him drunk in the men’s room by the pool. Mike got pretty drunk, but managed to not fall into his own puke. I still can’t believe that Marcus passed out after one round of Ring of Fire. Lame!!
I got the approval for a camp out in my backyard. It’s gonna be a bit of a family affair during the day. Invites for all the families and so forth, but afterwards were setting up tents for a sleepover. J
Emma’s getting big and Mom’s going a bit loopy over getting another puppy. I’d joked about it a few weeks ago. Like a week before Christmas and now that she knows I’d love a second puppy she’s been going crazy. She’s found a breeder she’s going to go to. The litter will be born Jan. 15 and we get first pick and a price reduction as we were supposed to get a puppy from this last litter but a family member got all smushy and thought she was promised a puppy. No hard feelings. I’d rather have the pick of the litter anyways. It just sucks that I’d cancelled my fucking Tampa plans again and then the woman calls and asks us to wait.
It's getting really late between staying up to try to beat Assassin’s Creed and writing to Sam it's freaking 4.10am. On a side note, I was born some years ago and 3 hours ago. Neat yea?
I'll get to putting a wee bit about my two weeks teaching middle school social studies soon.