So answer me this:
When flipping through the radio dial - upon hearing Journeyís Open Arms or anything by Styx does anyone else get the urge to blow a whistle and yell ďCOUPLES SKATE ONLY!Ē?
Or is it just me?
Almost 11pm CDST and I am staving off pizza lust and apparently itís making me delirious with bad rapport. My apologies.
But considering I had a handful of Swedish Fish gummies for dinner, itís no wonder Iím now obsessed with the orb of cheesy goodness frosting away quietly in my ice box. But itís late, so I am thinking I should just cut my losses and call it a night on the dinner front.
But before I go, I just wanted to remind everyone Ė itís December now. That means major holidays are coming our way (including my birthday Ė December 29th, mark it! Amazon wish list to follow Ďcause when it comes right down to it, Iím a greedy bitch. Oh, like you arenít...feh!) *
But yeah, itís December! Here come the holidays! Just like the year before! And the year before that! And the year before that!
So tell me this - why are yíall freaking out like youíve never done New Years Eve before? There was a major fluttering panic at work when it sunk in itís actually December and those people without New Years Eve plans got into some zen-like phone dialing trying to scrape up tickets for any sterile hotel open bar bash they could find this side of the Mississippi.
You know, I donít want to be a dick or anything and give away the ending - but Iíve done this New Years Eve thing a few times already and in general Ė one out of two things will happen. You will:
1. Wake up nekkid
2. Wake up not nekkid
Times and places and the people you wake up with may vary but chances are, the one constant will be a burning headache.
Happy Holidays, all!
*I really donít expect anythingÖitís all in the name of you know, holiday fun.
p.s. beer, anyone?