last night ruled.
i got to Brians around 7:30, drank some wine, bullshitted, and about 8 we all tucked into the best fucking T-day dinner ive ever had. it may not have been the biggest, it may not have been the most excellently prepared, but motherfucker it was ours, we made it, and as such it was all the sweeter. Jarrods garlic potatoes were awesome, he and Stevens stuffing was so good it should have been illegal, and my simple sweet potato pie? went over like manna to the Israelites. a true Southern boy told me "this is as good as mama used to make," which from that peculiar sort is the highest of praise.
i consumed about 17 glasses of wine, played various drinking games, puked red vomit (on target, mind you), and passed out heavily in my dirty dirty bed.
'twas a good evening. :-)
i got to Brians around 7:30, drank some wine, bullshitted, and about 8 we all tucked into the best fucking T-day dinner ive ever had. it may not have been the biggest, it may not have been the most excellently prepared, but motherfucker it was ours, we made it, and as such it was all the sweeter. Jarrods garlic potatoes were awesome, he and Stevens stuffing was so good it should have been illegal, and my simple sweet potato pie? went over like manna to the Israelites. a true Southern boy told me "this is as good as mama used to make," which from that peculiar sort is the highest of praise.
i consumed about 17 glasses of wine, played various drinking games, puked red vomit (on target, mind you), and passed out heavily in my dirty dirty bed.
'twas a good evening. :-)
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