Happy Holidays!
Dec. 26th, 2007 07:43 amSaturday - Didn't do much/anything for most of the day. I had wanted to go to Precision Tune, and get some work done on my car, but it ended up not happening. Didn't do much for most of the day. Ken took a nap in the evening, and I picked us up some pizza. Justin came over for a little while, but left before we took off for Montage. Roland Belmotes was spinning, and he did a good job, in spite of fucking up "Hung Up". The place was just about empty when we got there, but we were there super early, and it filled up fairly fast. There was a boy there that Ken's had a crush on for years, and he flirted with us towards the end of the night. It's nice, if awkward.
Sunday - Woke up fairly early for how late we went to bed. Had sex, though we didn't finish. Deemed it "Sunday Funday" and bar hopped. Had brunch at Cafe Eleven (near Mandarin Dynasty), then popped over to Baja Betty's, #1 on Fifth, and finally Mo's. Matthew, Allen, Justin, Kenny, and Dallas joined us at various points during the day. These were bars, though, so I didn't drink. Pretty much everyone else got RAUCOUSLY drunk. Matthew got severly flirty, to the point of telling me that he'd like to toss me under a bar table and fuck me into next week. I suggested a 4-way, and he counter-offered a 2.5-way. :-D
Things were supposed to keep going after Mo's, to maybe another bar, and then end the night at Rich's, but there was drama concerning Leo (we hadn't seen him since Friday) and Brandon (we hadn't seen him all weekend long). There was also some very serious talk concerning sex with Matthew, and I'm not sure how much of it the rest of the table heard. Ken tapped out of Mo's quickly, which Justin got mad at, but I gave him a pass since he's one of Ken's dearest friends, and was drunk off his ass. I just snapped at him, instead of biting his head off and getting to the creamy center. I tapped out soon after, and jogged home. Got home about 7:30/8, and we were supposed to just disco-nap until about 9:30 and head out to Rich's anyway, but the alarm didn't go off, and we slept until 1am. Not much to do at that point but just sleep the rest of the night through.
Monday - Absurdly busy at work, but my boss rocks and offered us OT on Wednesday so we could get out early. I smashed through a ton of work, only to get home and find Ken at Justin's, watching a movie and napping. Did nothing for a while, then did some pre-baking for our X-Mas lunch/dinner. Around 6:30, we headed up to Matthew's for X-mas Eve fun. Allen wasn't able to join us, which made me VERY nervous about where the night might find us. I need not have worried/hoped. Ended up drinking waaaaaaay too much, waaaaaay too soon. I don't remember the last couple hours that I was concious for, and passed out about two hours before the festivities stopped. I also have a bruise on my forehead, and no one knows where I got it. I HATE when I get so drunk so fast, and it always happens after I've been around drinking people, but not drinking myself. It's like I make up for lost time, or something.
Tuesday - Merry X-Mas! Ken told me I was apparently very salty to him, but only him, and he's used to it. I still felt bad. I felt even worse when he gave me my X-mas present, but I had left his at home. He got us Zoo Memberships, since we're always looking for things to do on the weekend. I appreciate the thought that went into it, but it was really the card that made me melt. Just a simple card, and in it he said how happy he was that he met me this year. Awwwwwww. :-) We made a cuddle-puddle in Matthew's bed for a little while, did the dishes, then had to head home to finish cooking things.
Back at home, I pulled up a picture of a Christmas Tree on the computer, and put Ken's gifts under it for him to find. I got him a bunch of CD's he's been wanting, and a 160 gig Mp3 player. He was appreciative of the thought, but didn't seem terribly jazzed about the gift. Ah, well.
Christmas Lunch/Dinner went well - there was plenty of vegan stuff to eat, though I didn't eat too much of it. The only downsides were 1) not everyone who RSVP'd showed up, or on time, and 2) drunken Justin kept calling the Tofurky "Tofookey", which I found condescending. Gave him a pass again. We started the festivities around 2-ish, and I tapped out around 7:45. I just didn't feel like being there anymore. Ken came home not long after me, and told me how upset he was that I don't spend more time hanging out with his friends. He was drunk, but he had a point, so I just apologized. Jason called at that point, so I talked with him for a while. By the time I got back, Ken had passed out. It wasn't a bad X-mas by any stretch of the imagination.
Sunday - Woke up fairly early for how late we went to bed. Had sex, though we didn't finish. Deemed it "Sunday Funday" and bar hopped. Had brunch at Cafe Eleven (near Mandarin Dynasty), then popped over to Baja Betty's, #1 on Fifth, and finally Mo's. Matthew, Allen, Justin, Kenny, and Dallas joined us at various points during the day. These were bars, though, so I didn't drink. Pretty much everyone else got RAUCOUSLY drunk. Matthew got severly flirty, to the point of telling me that he'd like to toss me under a bar table and fuck me into next week. I suggested a 4-way, and he counter-offered a 2.5-way. :-D
Things were supposed to keep going after Mo's, to maybe another bar, and then end the night at Rich's, but there was drama concerning Leo (we hadn't seen him since Friday) and Brandon (we hadn't seen him all weekend long). There was also some very serious talk concerning sex with Matthew, and I'm not sure how much of it the rest of the table heard. Ken tapped out of Mo's quickly, which Justin got mad at, but I gave him a pass since he's one of Ken's dearest friends, and was drunk off his ass. I just snapped at him, instead of biting his head off and getting to the creamy center. I tapped out soon after, and jogged home. Got home about 7:30/8, and we were supposed to just disco-nap until about 9:30 and head out to Rich's anyway, but the alarm didn't go off, and we slept until 1am. Not much to do at that point but just sleep the rest of the night through.
Monday - Absurdly busy at work, but my boss rocks and offered us OT on Wednesday so we could get out early. I smashed through a ton of work, only to get home and find Ken at Justin's, watching a movie and napping. Did nothing for a while, then did some pre-baking for our X-Mas lunch/dinner. Around 6:30, we headed up to Matthew's for X-mas Eve fun. Allen wasn't able to join us, which made me VERY nervous about where the night might find us. I need not have worried/hoped. Ended up drinking waaaaaaay too much, waaaaaay too soon. I don't remember the last couple hours that I was concious for, and passed out about two hours before the festivities stopped. I also have a bruise on my forehead, and no one knows where I got it. I HATE when I get so drunk so fast, and it always happens after I've been around drinking people, but not drinking myself. It's like I make up for lost time, or something.
Tuesday - Merry X-Mas! Ken told me I was apparently very salty to him, but only him, and he's used to it. I still felt bad. I felt even worse when he gave me my X-mas present, but I had left his at home. He got us Zoo Memberships, since we're always looking for things to do on the weekend. I appreciate the thought that went into it, but it was really the card that made me melt. Just a simple card, and in it he said how happy he was that he met me this year. Awwwwwww. :-) We made a cuddle-puddle in Matthew's bed for a little while, did the dishes, then had to head home to finish cooking things.
Back at home, I pulled up a picture of a Christmas Tree on the computer, and put Ken's gifts under it for him to find. I got him a bunch of CD's he's been wanting, and a 160 gig Mp3 player. He was appreciative of the thought, but didn't seem terribly jazzed about the gift. Ah, well.
Christmas Lunch/Dinner went well - there was plenty of vegan stuff to eat, though I didn't eat too much of it. The only downsides were 1) not everyone who RSVP'd showed up, or on time, and 2) drunken Justin kept calling the Tofurky "Tofookey", which I found condescending. Gave him a pass again. We started the festivities around 2-ish, and I tapped out around 7:45. I just didn't feel like being there anymore. Ken came home not long after me, and told me how upset he was that I don't spend more time hanging out with his friends. He was drunk, but he had a point, so I just apologized. Jason called at that point, so I talked with him for a while. By the time I got back, Ken had passed out. It wasn't a bad X-mas by any stretch of the imagination.