The first day of the holiday I went home and my sisters compared breast size. We all talked about the dead dog Bitsy, and then we ate ham sandwiches with a bowl of soup. I told everyone how I was feeling and then we watched a movie about robots.
The next day I was crazy and watched football because I needed enough points to be the champion. The Fantasy Football Champion that is! And I got enough points to beat the Rook badly. And I am champion for the 4th time in a row and 5 times out of 6. Then we watched It's a Wonderful Life and I cried because I love that movie.
The next day was the big day and we went to church and sung holiday songs. Then we came home and ate sausage. Gift time! I opened up all my gifts. I got a wooden baseball and a bottle of shampoo.
The next day I met Dean in a parking lot. We exchanged gifts and he used the wrapping paper to wipe sweat off his head. Later that day we went into the city and watched young black men smoke cigarettes. Then we ate pistachio nuts in a high-rise condominium.
The next day I played basketball with older men and red head twins at 6am. Afterwards I drove to Austin and sat down in my chair. Then I started to bleed. I immediately and accidently stabbed myself. Even though we are this uber stylish ad agency for some reason we have pocket knives all over the place. I stabbed my finger and bleed on my desk.
The next day everyone asked me why I hadn't blogged in 6 days. I didn't answer and listened to rap music all day.
The next day I was sleeping when some strangers came to my apartment and began arguing who the more evil slut was. We listened to quiet funk music and I didn't say much because I thought I was in a dream.
Then today I woke up and put on brown pants. The man fixing our phones told me a story about identity theft. I ate a large sandwich and listened to AM sports radio. Then I turned on the computer and started to blog.