OK . . . today, I did something crazy-I tried a different kind of coffee. Now, this may not seem like a big deal, but maybe you recall a little incident with a Gingerbread Latte. BLECK. However, today-in an effort to be a new me in the New Year (OK, we all know this is a bunch of bull-I just thought the picture looked yummy)-I tried the Cinnamon Dolce Latte . RUN-don’t walk-to your local SBUX. Seriously. It’s fucking good. I may not replace my Toffee Nut Latte-but I sure as hell will have this a few times a week. Good. Good I tell you.
So, I know it’s been all blog desperation around here. Sorry. I have no real excuses except I feel I have nothing interesting to write and I kept forgetting to bring my latest paparazzi photos from home to work. Since we all know I can’t upload pics at home. BECAUSE I HAVE DIAL-UP.
Let’s see-last week got to see the old JOM crew-we went to Happy Hour at Z’Tejas , mostly because they have amazing Chili con queso. And Sangria. Good Sangria. I liked the Sangria. Anyhow. We had fun. I love seeing my old peeps. Good Times.
Friday, I attended another Happy Hour at the new Manzana Grill . This was with the peeps from the other office and I went with Tim and Lula Bell. All I can say is DRAMA.
Afterward, I went with a friend to see King Kong . It was really good-long, but good. In fact, I feel asleep during the first part (mostly because I was drunk) but woke up once they got to Skull Island. Sad times, though-it was so long that my buzz was totally gone by the end of it. I was pretty sad that Jack Black’s character wasn’t killed. He was an asshole. I wanted him to die. Of course, this movie just reminds me of that SNL skit. The one where King Kong is climbing a building and his, ahem, private monkey parts are sticking through the window. The husband and wife are trying to figure out what it is and they are pulling on this thing and. . .well I think you can guess what happens. I always thought it was quite amusing.
NYE was dinner at the same Manzana Grill and then we went to the casino. Gambled away some money. Because the best way to start the New Year is in debt. We did get all dressed up, though. I actually tried to look nice. I know, I know-pick your jaw up off the floor. I wore a shirt that Dawn got me when she was here and the BEST STRAPLESS BRA EVER. Seriously. It never moved. Just made my boobs look good. See. (Joe, cover your eyes).
Actually, this pic was taken as a joke-that really was sad times for me, because the waitress walked up whilst I was groping myself. That’s always fun.
We didn’t get home until 4 AM and slept most of the next day. Ah, the life of a lazy bum.
Not much else going on. I know, I know-BORING. But what do you want from me? I can’t help it. I suck. Sad times.
Quote of the day:
“We are releasing him back into the wild”
Random pic:
