Happy Christmahannuchakakwanzaaka!

Woke up surprisingly early, for having gone to bed so late. I think I was also still a little drunk, and I considered drinking more to stave off the hangover. The puppy on my lap seemed equally surprised. Jason & Big Eric came out of the bedroom, but went back in, and Jason had a hard on when they came out again. Big Eric wanted him to join us for Xmas Day activities, but he was resistant.

I dropped Big Eric off at home, then texted FHA. He'd forgotten he was coming over. :-) We discussed his "boyfriend" situation again, and mine. Also, I guess he hadn't seen the video of me topping, so I showed him that, even though he made me stop playing the Mariah Carey song while I did. Hmph.

Tim texted, asking me to pick up the tamales from Chad & Jesse's. I felt like it would be weird to skip the party, but show up to get tamales anyway, so I declined. But then Jesse texted, asking what time I was going to be there. I was already on my way to Justin's with Big Eric, but switched directions. There were probably about 50 vegan tamales. They made Big Eric some of the non-vegan ones, since he was hungry. They initially put the dogs in their room. Tim mentioned once that at one of the parties, they really started to worry that I would take the dogs. Hmph. The tamales took forever to cook, so we didn't get to Justin's until around 3.

Justin was high - presumably on coke, since he kept sniffing the air. It was nice to see Michael Leeper again, and we're going to have dinner on Thursday. Chase was the life of the party, in a Ousier sort of way. Very very dry humor. Rick Dallin and Chewy showed up at the very last minute. They brought grapes. They also asked around what everyone's plans for NYE were. Most of the boys were going to the Mayan, and I've got the legal parties to attend. Realistically, I think Rick has worn out his welcome most places, the invites have stopped rolling in, and now he's looking to glom on to other folks.

We left around 7:30. I'm sure there was other stuff we could have done, but I had work the next day. I was home waiting for it to be late enough to go to bed when a very very squeaked Bill texted me from the Loft. He had been chatting and making out with some gorgeous boy, but then the gorgeous boy up and left, so he needed a replacement gorgeous boy. Just when I agreed to go, I got hit up by another guy, someone visiting, hot, but also coming on a little strong. Friends and loyalty and blah blah blah.

Bill and I chatted at the Loft before I took him home and we flipped. He was drunk, and I was tired, so neither of our dicks worked very well, but it was ok. He was going to swing by my work the next day, but I just wished him a merry christmas and headed home.