johnnyfive

okay, so the xmas party went off without a hitch. i think even the beautiful whore hugged me goodbye and told me we should be better friends. the highlight of the night was my secret santa for octavia, a male stripper. her and my "ex girlfriend" oiled him up and danced with him as we gave out presents. it was actually really funny and it's all on tape (hey octavia, your boyfriend better make me a copy of that tape!). my secret santa gave me a bottle of wild turkey rare breed (my second favorite bourbon) and some bareback condoms and a little tupperware container with some fresh kind. a very nice gift indeed, even if consumed almost entirely shortly afterwards. the spread was elaborate and included everything from vegetarian meatballs to smoked salmon. speaking of spreads, nicci.... remember when you warned me that there was a girl in my bed??? there were TWO!?!?!?! i walked into my room, which was quasi off limits, and saw two girls giggling on my bed.
i hung on the door and poked my head in and just said, "my god." kind of softly and used the bathroom and went upstairs. by last call most of the crowd had disappated and the vestigal empty beer cans and plates was all that was left. until.... my evercrush calls from the bar and wants to come over with her girlfriend (she likes girls again now) and they do so. and old school punk rock tom, aka tom the drunk and i sat and talked about which black flag singer was the best and he kept trying to show me how old he was, like his hairline and the fact that we're arguing about chico being better than rollin isn't a giveaway. so the evercrush and drunk tom left, johnnyfive was alone with "her" ( i think that's her nickname) the C-bear had left as did Snaggletooth and The Xmas Gnome 2. it was finally the end of the party. so i got my cat and my dog, put in my new "yeah right" girl skate company dvd, and hit the sack.