shows. rock shows. you'd think they'd be fun, but they're just a giant, never-ending headache. keep that in mind the next time you blurt out "i love rock shows!" seriously.

christmas went reasonably well. it was a dry christmas with no one bringing alcohol over to grandmother's house, so to say the least…it was less than tolerable. but i cut out of there soon enough and went to visit my dad and little sister. they were bumming around the house, having done all their christmas stuff the night before. i hung out with my dad for a while and we talked about me hating my stepmom. it was a pleasant evening. then i headed over to seth's to say "hi" to him, his girlfriend, and his awesome mom. so…yeah…i was spreading my own unique brand of holiday cheer. to top the evening off, ben and i went to cahoots and got hammered. in the middle of an icecube throwing fight, ben tipped the table over on one of the girls we were with and broke some glasses. all while "mr. brownstone" wailed in the background. that's when we all made our laughing exit.

you can add that to the end of everything i did, this week, if you want: then ben and i went to cahoots and got hammered.

that would be fairly accurate.

i hung out with "the girl" on christmas eve. she gave me the gift she got me, which was much appreciated and liked. we made plans to hang out on friday and new year's eve. i was planning to cook her dinner on friday, but that seems to be in peril due to her practicing for a one-off show with some friends of her's. the other headache about this show is that it's the same night as the kilowatthours show, almost exactly at the same time, just down the road. so it makes it impossible for me to go down and watch her show when i have one of my own to deal with. lame.

so there's your headaches. after saturday…maybe i'll have some better luck. maybe this year i'll actually get to kiss someone at midnight on new year's. that would be nice.

yeah…and then ben and i went to cahoots and got hammered.