ho ho ho and all that crap.



tonight, i need to run to the 7-11 and devise a christmas dinner. there's no food here. i've devoured everything in sight so that i don't have to move it. i'm down to a bottle of stolichnaya. i donated all the beer to the ross fund--there's no way i could drink all of the gift beer this year.



i just saw the last samurai (aka the last japanese guy). it was alright. i got my violence fix.



i went to my parents house on sunday. that was totally awkward. i basically got bombed on screwdrivers and ate chinese food. erich thinks that everyone was pleased to see me. it had been almost 3 years since i'd been over there.



i'm sick. fucking head/chest cold bullshit.



my mother is needling me to let her set me up on a blind date with one of the girls from her clasess. she claims "they're smart and cute." i told her that i'm only dating models with iqs over 120. she ought to adore me so that i can neglect her, and she won't care. i considered adding "nymphomaniac" to my specs, but i had to remind myself of what that's like--and it's not fun at all. that might be awkward to tell my mother, but maybe it would upset her suffciently.



i need to change the dns on the red cloud site sometime soon. i think that i'll do that after a rustle some edibles at the 7-11.



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the 7-11 was great. i got some wild stallion (wyld) and some doritos. yay doritos! moving sucks shit. i hope that this new pad is cooler than this. i'd imagine that satellite tv in a bad thing though.



i'm so tired. the wyld stallion isn't even helping.



oh yeah. i have booze. i think that i'll watch some cowboy movies and get muddled.



eric allen requested to play the climax show with us. i think that's funny because he didn't seem particularly taken with us last january (?!?). he was a really nice guy, though.