Happy New Year!

Well Happy New years! The boy and his GF decided to take the girls so I am going out. Apparently I am being shanghaied to a party in Lafontaine by Dan, Nic and Matt. Woot! Bakefest part two. Which is probably all I can do. I have been informed that I may have a kidney stone, so drinking = probably not a good idea.

I'm in a bit of pain, its all good. Got some painkillers (which is another good reason to lay off the booze tonight)

Anyhoo, I'm out!

Winding Down

So I have no children for new years this year, so I need to find me something (something CHEAP) to do. So, yeah. I know of A party, but as far as whether I am invited or not, I need clarification.

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Man. Memory Foam is the SHIT. Like a giant orgasm in mattress form.  Nic, you're a fuckin' rock star, man.

"You'll shoot your eye out kid" Xmas presents.

Officially done my xmas shopping, with a full day and a half to spare.

I'll never understand people that spend like six or seven hundred dollars on their kids at Christmas. I spent about two hundred bucks between the girls and they are getting a fair haul. The weirdest thing is, is the people I see spending a lot on their kids are usually people who can't afford it. If you don't go overboard on your kids, they won't expect a lot every year. Every year as a kid I got told the same thing... "Money is tight so don't expect a lot this year" and come Christmas morning it always seemed like a ton of stuff. I don't know if my parents planned to keep it small and got carried away, or if their and my ideas of "not a lot" were different. I don't know. But either way, I don't ever remember anyone in my family ever complaining about what they received for xmas. Gifts were accepted graciously, and if there was an issue with a gift, it was addressed in a polite manner to the giver after all the gifts were open.

I also don't get people who freak out about not being able to get THE toy for their kid. Smaller kids don't really know the difference, and older kids, if it's that life-altering that they HAVE to have it, get a paper-route, rake and mow, shovel driveways etc, and earn the money to get it yourself. A little food for thought for all those people fighting like savages for an Xbox 360. As for the kids, they should be happy to get anything at all. 

 Now SMILE when you open those socks. 

and say thank you.

Hit like a Mac Truck.

My kid has a Christmas concert tomorrow morning. Holy christ, I AM a parent. Wow. Doing all that parent-y stuff like going school concerts and stuff.

What she's typed will be a window to her madness...

Feelin' fine.

Soo...

I'm happy. I am just in a very good place right now. And, no, thats not influenced by any substance. Just feeling really good about stuff and things and junk. :-)

"Coral?...Coral?"

Okay, This morning I cried at Finding Nemo... Again.

I'm such a sap.

P-Tang, she's a thriving metropolis

Well it was a hoppin' night at the Penetang Tim Hortons. There were actually quite a few people there. That must depress the hell out of the lone bar owner in Pen, that the Tim Hortons is the place to be on a Friday night. Went out and did my Christmas card rounds to the Penetang gang, twas a good time. Dan and I stopped by Alex's for a bit, then took a detour on the way to drop Dan off so I could get gas, as "Lurch" as I have dubbed my car (thanks for the suggestions though, folks!) had informed me that I was in need of refueling by doing just that... lurching. We don need no steenkin' fuel light! Then we took an even bigger detour back into P-tang, since I didn't feel like getting stopped by the RIDE program at 93 and Vinden twice. Although I make it a rule to avoid engaging in illegal activity, on-duty cops make me nervous, as though I may unwittingly be committing an illegal act. On the way home stopped to help some people in a ditch, but the car was empty and its occupants long gone.

Road tripping to Elmira with the Sib tomorrow, her best friend is having a party so we are off to surprise her. Should be a blast.

Anyway, I'm out.

More fun than a well oiled midget

First off, let me say thanks for the support on my little crisis yesterday. The thing is, I was not so much worried about trying to BE something I am not, as I was concerned about appearing to be something I am not, which is completely psycho. The crisis haws been averted as I, on the advice of a good friend, decided to just suck up the embarrassment and explain myself. Reaction was very sweet, very understanding and very amused. Life is good.

LAST NIGHT WAS EVEN BETTER!

So stats exam was yesterday and as it was the last exam Sam and I had made plans to go out and party afterwards. Ended up getting invited by some people (jeff and shelby) from stats to go out to 55 Special, as it was 7.50 pitcher night. Pitchers are not good. They make it very hard to keep track of your consumption. So after the exam we worked out who was going to do what driving, eventually deciding that I would drive there and we would suck it up and pay for the cab back to Sam's place, thus eliminating the need for a DD.  We picked up Richard, headed over to Shelby's place, sat around and talked hockey and cars, then we piled into the vehicles of two of the guys who were there, (unfortunately their names escape me) and headed to 55. I haven't been to that place since I was 15, for Nicky's baby shower when she had Randy. It was pretty packed, with a surprisingly large amount of young people despite its reputation as a cougar bar. The DJ, Kevin, who is a sweet heart, was playing some awesome music and I was in a dancing mood and looking pretty hot to boot. Curse you Sam, once again for forgetting the camera *shaking fist* as we were all looking pretty damn hot. Met some a couple of fun but reallllly drunk guys (okay I can't point any fingers) outside, one of whom got a real kick out of the Ramones shirt I was wearing, and the other who kept making stuff up, then the other guy kept calling him on it. Danced my BUTT OFF which was great! 

SO, then Sam gets kicked out of the bar, so we said (Rich and I) we would go with but as it was only 12:30, I was so NOT ready to go home yet. So we headed over to Fitzys downtown, which is my NEW FAVOURITE BAR IN THE WORLD! Had a Blast there, great music, haven't been to a bar that will play hard rock and punk and stuff in forever. Got groped by a random stranger and had to get all passive aggressive on his ass, conversation (as much as I can remember) went kind of like this:

RANDOM DRUNK GUY (RDG): How you doing? what you up to?

ME: Hanging out, just having a good time

RDG: wanna take off? go somewhere?

ME: Nah, thanks I'm sharing a cab with my friends here (gesturing to Sam and Rich who are ensconced in a rousing game of video poker)

RDG (as is trying to grab my ass): I'll share a cab with you (something unintelligible). Come on lets take off

ME: I'm fine here thanks, having too much fun.

RDG: oh come on (more unitellible stuff)

ME: I'm FINE right HERE. THANKS. In FACT, I'll be better over THERE. (I walk away exasperated) Yeah, Fitzy's is kind of a blur.  I remember talking to Ryan from history last year, and Nathan from stats and at one point I kissed this guy Curtis, a ex of one of my friends. Yeah, I felt bad about that. Crashed at Sam's, fell asleep pretty much as soon as I hit the floor. Caught about 10 minutes of Desperate Housewives before I crashed. 

SO that was my night last night, it was a friggin BLAST.

Slept until noon today, then picked the girls up, stopping for groceries on the way. Saw Steve Miller (no, NOT of the Steve Miller Band) Kind of waved, and he looked at me like I was just some random freak on the street. Not cool, those of you who know me well know why, and I don't really wanna go into it. Blech. But OH WELL, good things are on the horizon for me, I feel pretty secure in that.