christmas.

i made it to ellijay this afternoon.
upon arrival, there were about seven men in the living room. this week, 28 people have been sleeping in the basement.
my mom is quite a lady. and ed too.
for everyones viewing pleasure, i have attached a few photos.


i know, you thought that abe lincoln was here, but its just daniel. oh, and he has no teeth.


this is my stepsister dena at work.


this is ed and my step neice kia.


here is kia again and her sister kayla


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and ro, p. diddy, aka puff daddy, aka sean combs is not in fact big boi, who is from outkast. they are both ridiculous and very rich though.

christmas tomorrow begins at eleven when my sister and brother in law get here. scott and his dad were here today. it seems weird to not have pat here. i wish we saw eachother more often.

leigh and jeremiah are in alabama.

my mom invited dave to come here on monday, but not in any way can i imagine him agreeing to it.

i also found these from my sisters wedding.


me and pat. someone did some fine photoshop work with this one.


and pat and my dad. [who said his masquerade attire was his 'crazy' bowtie.]

on sunday night at emerils, there was a restaurant buy out. the party started at 11:30 and ended at 3:00. it was for rap producer brian michael cox. at his party were members from jagged egde [http://www.jaggededge.net/] and

big boi


i had five drinks spilled on me. the bass was so high it knocked a bottle of olives off of the wall.
385 people were inside, while 200 waited outside the door. the cops came. we stopped serving alcohol. people were sneaking in. 400 was all backed up. everyone was smoking pot. inside emerils!
i was one of maybe seven white people there. and we all worked there. there were lots of diamonds, fur, cristal, and sunglasses.

now its wednesday.
christmas is almost here.
my car is still broken.
jeff is in town.
jeremiah will be here today.

ahh broken lamp.
it made me feel so small and stupid. i hate that feelings.
like a bull[dike] in a china shop.

im over at jamies for what i believe is going to become a tradition. wednesday night project runway.
i watched season one of project runway today and i watched the episode where wendy won the grammy project. and i remembered last year when i was watching it with jessica and i was jumping and screaming on her couch. and i text messaged richard to ask where chapter ten was from the banana republic commercials.
right now i cant sit down. it hurts too bad.
i didnt go to work last night or this morning or tonight.
i hope i can go back tomorrow night.

the past week has been terrible.
one of the better things that happened was that i received an unexpected email. maybe later than i had originally hoped, but appreciated none the less.

i am going to be a back server soon.

i cannot pretend that i felt any regret
cause each broken heart will eventually mend
as the blood runs red down the needle and thread
someday you will be loved

i have the day off tomorrow.

dave got two new toothbrushes and let me pick which one i wanted. i think i picked the one he wanted because when i did he went awwww. so i switched. dark blue for me, bright blue for him.









wang and chung.


post halloween.

i just walked murphy and a man in a jaguar asked me if i was married.
i like how he got straight to the point. not do i have a boyfriend. are you married. then he asked if we could go and have coke and donuts later. what!

my hard little worker is outside cleaning the gutters in the rain.
we set up the new keyboard and mouse and he is slowing becoming accustomed to the internet/computer world.

last night there was a buyout at the restaurant and i made 241. i didnt work nearly as hard as usual. there were party dresses, lots of wine, and dancing. and mini desserts that i got to take home to the family.

we get our tree on monday. im so excited for christmas.

we are going to start in on the second installment of harry potter tonight. lets see how far we get this time.

i have no computer and a car that doesnt work but i am oh so very happy with my life.

i miss the people i used to see all of the time. but work calls.













and for an old one.

you may tire of me as our december sun is setting because im not who i used to be.

car is shit.
other than that i am painting my bathroom.
baking something for daves new roommate.
spending lots of money on things like:

•sex and the city season six disc one.
•convertible mittens.
•home decor. ie. a rug. shelving units. a vase. a clock. a trash can.
•new sheets.
•a new teal jacket.
•christmas dishes/baking items.
•ru sans sashimi napolean.

last night i got offered a job at the vortex, but i work too much at emerils.