holiday hangover

it's always bittersweet this time of year, yes? yes, indeed. thanksgiving doesn't last long enough, and christmas has started already, even though it's a month away. why so soon? don't we get even a week of non-holiday normalness? no? okay, then. in that case, every year from now on, i will begin to celebrate thanksgiving on the day after halloween. look for me to put on a good ten to twenty lbs next fall.
on the homefront, my darling roommate / future boss (when he's elected president he's promised me the position of press secretary. SCORE!) turned 24. welcome to the club, good sir. he'll be getting a letter from aarp soon, yeah? we're sad here for two reasons: a) i was in mtn. home on his birthday this weekend. baby hates to miss a birthday, especially one belonging to someone as dope-ass as slade, and b) we switched glasses. neither of us can see a damn thing.
i have nothing exciting to report. nothing at all. i'll keep you posted. maybe i'll stub my toe or something and then i'll have something to bitch about. holla holla. : )