This weekend was packed full of party goodness. On Friday I went with my Sunday school's class to the local Christmas festival. This is a 3 hour long play starting with Santa and ending with angels flying in the rafters, 3 camels, 2 horses and sheep on stage in the middle of the church. I'm surprised nothing surprising was dropped. It was very good. Last year's show was a little better because it had a big laser show at the end with the resurrection. On Saturday I had to clean my place for the party I was having that night. I really hadn't thought of what I was doing for food or anything and was just playing it by ear. I ended up ordering those party platters from Chik-Fil-A, apparently they were too good. If they were ok some might've been saved for the late party-goers. As a result I ended up ordering pizza as well. I also bought a lot of alcohol. For the first time it wasn't all used in the party. At this party I had three groups of friends: my long time friends, my old co-workers and my band friends. Some of whom brought people I had never met before. Also, this one girl who I am interested in was there (I met her at a party a couple of weeks ago). In all I'd say there was probably 20+ people total who went to my party. Some left early, others came in the middle and at the end all that was left were the couples and a guy no one really knew. Apparently he had been sleeping on magazines in my bathroom and came out of it in the middle of "Office Space". We started watching movies at about 5 in the morning and he strolls into the living room. Apparently he doesn't work well with hints and slept on my chair till 12 the next day. During the movie watching a couple decides to go to bed, but I was unaware. So at about 7 in the morning when it was time for bed I walk into my bedroom and find them sleeping in my bed. My couch is very comfortable, although after sleeping on it for 4 hours my back started hurting. At 12 after everyone had left I knew I couldn't go back to bed. I had too much to do. At 2 I went downtown to do the homeless thing again. This time there were only 9 of us and 300 homeless people. Apparently they opened a new shelter and they have all migrated downtown, luckily we bought enough bologna sandwiched to feed them all. Then I had to quickly get home and go to my work Christmas party at Three Forks. Three Forks is the best steak place in town. It is at least $50 a plate. I ordered the rib-eye and had the best steak of my life. I also discovered margaritas go well with steak. When I got home around 11 I crashed. Almost falling asleep on my chair I drug myself upstairs exhausted and partied out.

Thought of the Day

"Lawrence does anyone at your job ever say - looks like someone has a case of the Mondays"

"No man, no. I reckon they'd get their a@# kicked if they said something like that"

-- Office Space