Hey, remember when I said yesterday that I was experiencing intense pain because I foolishly attempted to do something physical over the weekend? Well, it's a billion times worse today. It's so bad that, at quitting time today, I doubted my ability to walk out to the parking lot. Thinking quickly, I offered to pay a coworker $20 to crash my car through the window in my office, throw me in the back, and then drive me home. But no, some people don't believe in helping out the less fortunate around the holidays, so I had to walk all 50 ft on my own. It wasn't easy. I blacked out halfway through and woke up an hour later in some family's garage, covered in dirt, squeezing their mops for dear life. I'd say it wasn't one of my prouder moments, but then there have been so many of them, it's hard to gauge.
I didn't mention it yesterday, but I had kind of a grown up Thanksgiving. Over the past few years, I occasionally had a girlfriend around Thanksgiving, but I never did anything with her on the holiday, usually because she was either a stuffed animal or she was just getting out of rehab. But this year, I didn't let any of those excuses get in my way. "If the shakes get too bad, I'll just stuff her with turkey until she goes to sleep," I resolved. Luckily, it never came to that. Instead, we just had a good, normal time, which leads me to think a piano will be dropped on my head any day now.
Actually, there was no reason to worry. When I told the fam I'd be bringing a girl to Thanksgiving, they were probably expecting that I'd pick up a hitch hiker on the way there and try to pass her off as my lady. Then they'd catch her trying to establish a terrorist splinter group in my grandmother's closet and I'd be stripped of my pumpkin pie priviledges for years to come. Devastated, I'd stand in front of all of the desserts and plead, "How do you know she's not one of the good terrorists? She could terrorize on behalf of abused puppies!" Hardly any of that happened though, so I count as a complete triumph. Like I said, we had a good time.
Posted by Cody at November 29, 2004 6:53 PMGood going Trucky!
Posted by: KC at November 29, 2004 7:41 PMUnfortunately my date was not nearly so well behaved. Although, since he didn't talk to either of my parents about my hoo-hoo we consider it a success.
Posted by: KC at November 29, 2004 7:44 PMIf it's any consolation, we talked about your hoo hoo at our thanksgiving.
Posted by: Cody at November 29, 2004 8:08 PMWhy, thank you!
Posted by: Trucky at November 29, 2004 8:14 PMYes she fits right in the with the family what with the cheating at taboo and losing terribly at chicken foot. Are you sure you're not already related to us Trucky?
Posted by: HoPo at November 29, 2004 8:29 PMI deny any form of taboo cheating. Now chicken foot is another story. And it wouldn't surprise me at all if there was a common link in the lineage somewhere.
Posted by: Trucky at November 29, 2004 8:39 PMThe pain just won't go away.
Posted by: Pdiddy at November 29, 2004 10:03 PMYou're starting to sound as old as I am.
Posted by: Trucky at November 29, 2004 10:38 PMHey Cody, nice site.
I'm Sirak, I played halo w/ you, ERic, and Trav Trav.
remember..?
"Sorry boys, gotta fly!"
anyway, im in class rite now, and props on the site.
pace.
Sirak, I still have nightmares about your battle cry. Next time I'm in Plano, you guys are going to feel the fury.
Posted by: Cody at November 30, 2004 6:49 PM