Christmas was not a white

Christmas was not a white one. In fact, I would think that it was warmer than last year's Christmas... in Florida. The weather is playing tricks on me up here... it's pretending like everything is going to be all right. It's whispering, "Don't worry baby, I'll never be cold again. I swear. I'll make it spring for you baby!" And part of me wants to believe him. But then I glance at a calendar and realize that winter only started 4 fucking days ago.

How was your Christmas?

Mine was nice. Another big gathering with relatives.

It's an absolute fucking miracle with Thanksgiving, Anthony's birthday party and it's monstrous leftovers, this Christmas party... the 1 pound pastrami sandwiches in the city and all the other food horrors, combined with an absolute lack of activity, that I weigh the exact 143 I did when I got here. Not to mention the lots more muscle I've attained. Now, to get past the gathering of relatives at my uncle's house this weekend, the party at my aunt's on New Year's day and the small scale festivities that will surely go on on my birthday. (To celebrate the FN special of course.)

I have a lot of relatives up here.... and they like to throw parties. And they like to bake delicious meat pies. Mmm... meat pies.

Well, back to the super-cycle workout / puffed wheat and fat free chili diet until that next party!

On non-money gifts for a moment.

My uncle gave me ridiculously nice snow boots for winter 2.0. And my grandmother gave me snow-proof gloves. So then, I no longer have a reason to fear snow.

My other uncle freaked my shit out and busted forth an American Eagle gift card. He should not know of such a place or my fondness for it, yet he did. I used it on their site to purchase a new beanie and some sleeping pants. And so my lost beanie tragedy has a happy ending. (Besides of course the Playboy beanie Chris got me for Christmas... which I wear around the house and in the car and what not, but have not found the courage to wear in the general public.)

That was all on the gift front... but I believe I'm going to go use my accumulated cash to buy a digital camera tomorrow. The digital camera will bring a new era to this dusty old blog. There shall be pictures! Pictures everywhere!

And of course, a full PicRiffic diary of LAUNCH 2004. Yes folks.

LAUNCH 2004.

I will launch that bastard rocket. We're praying for clear conditions on January first of the new year, because amidst my aunt's celebration, there will be a liftoff. And although my cousin lost an arrow to his Christmas bow and arrow set in the woods of that very backyard this morning, we're going ahead with the launch anyway... the chances of recovery are slim, yes... but I hear there's a Chinese kid in China looking to get one of these rockets up before me and I just won't stand for that.

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