god i hate the holiday season. it's all too much effort for little reward. plus the added pain of working in the field of hospitality means that there is no rest for my wicked self. i worked xmas and boxing day. that was depressing.

i cleaned up in the present stakes though. i got a digital camera, an mp3 player, lots of dvds, makeup and shitloads of booze. everyone knows by now i drink a whole lot. seems by the amount that i got for gifts no one thinks that i should drink less.

speaking of drinking... went to B's xmas party on sat night. i remember getting there. i remember her husband making me cocktails (the man makes the best bloody mary i have ever tasted!) i remember drinking the three bottles of wine that i brought with me thinking that people would join me in a drink (no one did). this is the first time in years that i have absolutely no memory of how i got home. i know who gave me a ride home because it was pre-arranged before i began drinking but apart from that... i'm drawing a complete blank.

and on xmas eve i gave birth to a new xmas tradition. in another drunken stupor i decided that we (my brother, JC, her brother, lots of other friends and hangers on) should all have a drink for jesus. so i bought several rounds of SHOTS FOR JESUS! the toast was something like he may not be our lord and saviour but he was a mighty fine carpenter. not 100% sure but i think i may have spent over a hundred bucks on those drinks. needless to say i was a very popular girl that night. good times.

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