oh my december

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, I'm sorry, Becca. Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah.

This is a brief update of the last, like, four weeks.

I got a job as an office boy. I'm sexually harassed, which is fun. And I'm really good at mailings. Also, I'm looking into workman's comp for paper cuts.

Additionally to that job, I met with the big boss and he gave me two big contract design jobs. Whoa.

So, consequently, I had to buy a new computer on Friday (along with an iPod, a printer and a mouse). It should all be here this week. Merry Christmas, Me.

This weekend, I saw Santa Claus. He was driving a bicycle cab and was clipped by the side of a bus. He was bleeding. Merry Christmas, boys & girls.

Then I got my pic taken with Santa. A different Santa. A not-bleeding Santa.

Also, let's see… Ugly Sweater Christmas Party was Saturday. And I forgot to eat dinner.

I had a theatre-gasm week… I went to Spring Awakening on a Tuesday, Our Town at NTC on Wednesday, and the opening night party for A Christmas Carol on Thursday. Hey, can't beat free food, wine and beer. After the Christmas Carol Party, I ended up underneath one of the theaters on a mini-mini-golf course. Words cannot describe it. Sorry. But it was phenomenal.

I went out with lesbians and they bought me French Toast. It was superb.

I also spent a day accidentally drinking all day. I bowled with a waitress from a bar near our apartment and her fiance.

I fell on the ice.

I slept with a horse.

I bought a desk.

I had brunch with some wonderful ladies.

I've been to the airport twice in two days.

And I ordered Internet for my apartment.

It's been a productive month.