2006: The Year of the Blog

I've had plenty of free time over the last week so I do offer my sincerest apologizes to my loyal blog readers for my lack of posts this week. Whenever I was thinking about posting, I usually got too drunk to be able to form coherent sentences. I've been sleeping way too much, which isn't really a surprise, but I think it may be starting to fuck with my brain waves. I woke up at 4:30 on Wednesday. I saw 15 minutes of daylight. It's been a dark vacation.
Spent most of New Year's Eve at my cousin's house. Had planned on only hanging out for an hour or so, but then we started playing seven deadly sins or something with these young girls, and clearly, I was staying for that. Did finally make it over to Dave's around 1. When I walked in, Bobby and Michelle were spooning on the couch. You dirty slut, Bobaloo. Didn't really do much (we're so fuckin old) and we eventually left when Dave insisted on fighting someone in his living room.
I took the above photo with the dog while my family was at church on Christmas morning. God, I hate people that just go to church on major holidays and I just wasn't being one of those people. It's like, "Hey Jesus, nice to see you for the first time this year. I'll be back next Christmas with the rest of these morons." You either go to church every week or you don't go at all. I don't care which people choose, but if you try to pick go twice a year, I'm probably going to need to inflict serious pain. Just kidding, I can't do that.
Yeah, this blog is pretty lame. We did see Colleen Colgan at Applebees the other night, and she remains the "Hottest Friend Sister I'd Like to Nail". Next time she is single, which rarely happens, I'm going to ask Sean to put in a good word for me.
I'm expecting great things from this blog in 2006. Topics may include: how to mate with your pet goat, the rise of the dildo and what it means for your health and of course, mainly, me complaining a lot about things no one cares about. I am officially ending my competition with John's blog. It was fun while it lasted, but one glance at his blog, and it becomes clear why no one is reading it. I mean, really, his recent attempt to spell the word "patience" came out as "patients." That's just amateur and there's no room for that non-sense in the blogosphere. So, I declare myself the winner of "Whose Got the Better Blog" and that's the end of that.
I have to pack for the trip back to Richmond. It's been a great run of sleep and booze, but my crappy job and terrible roommates await my glorious return. Till next time, go blog off.