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So. Christmas was a blast. Got to chill with the family, and got all sorts of random s**t. I think I'm going to fall asleep to the sounds of The Karate Kid tonight. .. .... ok, I won't. But the point is that I could.... Because I got the whole quadrillogy for Christmas... Because my step sister rocks.

Well... she listens to messages I leave her voicemail while I'm at Best Buy at least... I also got two Aloha Shirts (Hawaiian Shirts for you mainlanders), a Transformers Pen, Clifford the BIg Red Dog, envelopes, two other shirts (that will fit me when I drop a few lbs), books, a desk callender, salad tossers that are in the shapes of Guitars (well, really Ukelele's, but... guitars are close), a flash drive, a gambling set (blackjack, roulette and craps being the primary games), a toilette kit/shoe polish kit, an in Motion speaker kit for the iPod (by Altec Lansing -- I adore Altec Lansing), a book by Robin Cook, a Calvin and Hobbes book, Mad Libs, and a replacement Cross Ion pen. The "big" presents were the donations to the computer fund. Really though, it was a nice time... I didn't get quite as much time with Mom, Dennis and the Girl as I'd really have liked, but... that's what happens when I get to spend the 10:00 service with them and Christmas Day until 2:30... Ahh well... maybe I'll start to get better at getting out of the Zoo to see family... .... ... of course, it's probably more likely that they'll come out to visit me a little more...

In other news, I got hit on today, which might have been the best unexpected gift I got today. Seriously though... I was going to the liquor store to get some beer, and as I walked past a car, I got honked at. I turn to see a girl sitting in the front seat looking at me waving... I wave back, and figure that she knows me from somewhere. I thought she looked familiar -- but I wasn't sure from where. When I walked up to the side window she asked me the following questions:

1. So, what'cha doing here?
2. Do they sell drinks here?
3. So where are you from?

My answers were as follows:

1. Uh... ... getting something to drink...
2. Uh. Yeah... I think so... do they? Uh... yeah...
3. Uh... Over there *points towards house*

I went inside and found out that it's against the law to sell booze on Christmas Day... ... ... Which, in this whole "war on christmas" that I've been heraing about, is the only thing that I've found offensive. Now, let's go back a few minutes to when I was walking away from the girl I thought I recognized in the car... ... She wolf whistled at me. The whole shebang... really. I reacted by making a confused face and continuing to walk as though I'd heard nothing. Mostly, I was confused as to whether or not I had really heard the whistle, and whether or not it was directed at me.

When I walked out of the store with a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper (wouldn't you like to be a pepper too?) and I just walk over to my car.. .. as I go to get in it, the girl has her window down again, "So, has anyone told you you have really sexy eyes?" I think, "Uh... ... ... no." I say, "Uh.. ... ... no... Thank you? uh..." *grin* She's looking at me kinda funny, "Why are you acting like you're scared of me?" I think, "Because I am... I have NO clue how to deal with compliments from people I know, how am I to be exptected to graciously accept a compliment like that (which basically screams, "I want to get you into bed")?!?" I say, "... ... no... I'm just... ... ... uh, really tired." I then promptly got in my car and ran away. Fast.

Never, not once, ever have I gotten hit on by some random chick in a car... ... at the liquor store. Or anywhere else for that matter. It was one of the more interesting things that's happened to me in the last few weeks... ... And that's saying something, because my life is really freaking weird right now...

-Jon

P.S. I really hope that everyone had as good a Christmas as I did. Mine was everything I was hoping for and more... G'night folks. And Merry Christmas.

Dead End

It is now Christmas Eve, so I wish you all a Happy Festivus and a wonderful Holiday season. Christmas, if you celebrate it, yeah. I hope it's good too.

Joey and I hung out again tonight. We can both do Mr. Voice pretty well. "In a land without hope, there is a man without a family. Only he has the courage to stand up against the one man that holds him down. Now. Arnold Schwartizneger is Sgt. Frank McCoy in, a George Lucas production of -- a Stephen Spielburg production of Othello: 2084."

You know the voice.

Seriously, however (I know I've mentioned it before...)... if you haven't seen Batman: Dead End you haven't seen Batman done right... except maybe in Begins -- but this was done first... By the way, I found out today that the archives aren't working anymore. I'm not sure why, but I think I may need the Doc's help on it. Also, I need to get comments working... But that might be more than I can handle right now. My life is more than a little weird, and I've gotta come to terms with it... Of course, instead of coming to terms with it, I'm watching movies on my computer and trying to get Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles to play... but that doesn't seem to likely right now because windows really blows.

Anyways, I need to get to bed. I gotta be at work in a little less than seven hours. Stupid work. Oh well, I'll probably get out of there a bit early, and then I get to drive for two+ hours. Which isn't, you know, great... but it could be worse.

I hope everyone has as good a Christmas as I think I will. Despite all my bitching, I think it'll be a lot of fun. Hopefully my old man will have a cheese platter again this year. Have I told you that I love cheese? Merry Christmas! Happy Chanukah!! Kwanza rules! But, more than anything else, Happy Festivus!!!

-Jon

P.S. Seriously though -- have a happy and save holiday season. Personally, I'm hoping for some cool swag for Christmas.

Skipping CS to eat at Micky D's

Joey and I hung out tonight. We covered the gauntlet of hanging out while I cooked (a prime rib w/ twice baked potatos and a kickass gravy/sauce -- e-mail me if you want the recipie), eating while watching and simultaniously discussing House of the Dead - a "film" by Dr. Uwe Boll, watching the first 30 minutes of House with the directors commentary, hanging out while I did the dishes (and Joey helped), talking about our respective love lives, talking about pot, talking about god knows what else...

I swear to you, I don't know that Joey and I have sat down and talked like that since our first semester freshman year (actually, that's a lie.. I know we have, many times, but it works better in my story if we might not have)... Freshman year, Joseph and I happened to have every single class together except for one lab. Everything. The whole kit and kaboodle. Calc. CS. English. Something else I can't remember. Everything. Eventually we started talking because we recognized each other from every other class we were in, and that inevitably led to us skipping our CS lecture and going to McDonalds for breakfast. Those were fantastic times. I thought I knew everything there was to know, Joey was convinced that pretending to have an injury from some fight would get him "The Ladies," and both of us were very, very young.

To think about it now, we were both idiots. Which isn't to say that I wouldn't hang out with myself from that time, I'd just hang out with myself and say, "Well... that guy was an idiot." Really though, we had a lot of fun. Stupid talks about silly things... Mostly, I'm just glad to know that that kind of silly fun isn't gone from my life.

-Jon

Shopping

I started Christmas shopping on Saturday. This is how it went:

• "Hi, Al? What does everyone want for Christmas?"
• "Well... Lynn(e?) wants a clock an..."
• "Is it going to be a nice clock?"
• "Well... uh... It's going to be a desk cl... oh. Oh! Yeah. You want to split it with me?"

Yeah. That conversation took care of my Dad and step Mom. Now I have to do My Mom and Step Dad (the downside to two sets of immediate family that will both get you gifts is that there's way more thinking involved in getting them gifts. I don't mind, I just hate shopping). I got my sister taken care of today, unless I already got her some of what I got her today. I also got my step sister taken care of, assuming that I get my package from Amazon.com in time. This leaves me Ryan and Jen, Jo, and Doc's is decided on but I need to get it.

Can I tell you how much I hate shopping? I think next year I'm going to get my Christmas shopping done in February, that way I can just not worry about it. The summer won't have that taint of what should come in the fall, the fall won't have the dark clouds of wintery-shopping hanging over it, and the month of December won't be mocking me with every drive I take past a retail establishment.

Alright, I'm going to bed. But, if anyone wants to play pool with me, please call. I have a cue thanks to Doc. It's name is Saffron.

-Jon

"Ok. I'm a sucker…

...I'll give this New Years thing one more chance..." -- Veronica Mars

I'm at an impass. I'm not quite stagnant, I"m not quite... ... upwardly mobile. Here I sit, in front of my television. My goal for the day a complete and utter failure. Nothing I meant to acomplish today was completed, and now I'm up too late with a mug o' Vodka and Caffine Free Diet Coke. But it's a cool mug. And it's not a lot of vodka, or Caffine free diet coke. Mostly I sit here wondering what tomorrow's snow covered day will bring (metaphorically speaking). Saturday. That'll be an interesting day. I'll be old. A bit past the half way mark up the hill... Interestingly enough, staning almost half way up the globe... the 45th parallel is just a few miles north of here (somewhere in Michigan at least). I don't know why that's interesting, but I felt like mentioning.

Alright. I must to bed with... uh... myself. And to everyone, a happy two days past the day that will live in infamy. May it be a good one.

-Jon

P.S. If my spelling is all wonky, it's because my spellcheker isn't working. I loath windows. I want a MAC!