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Dec. 25th, 2010 05:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gala_applesSo, every year Christmas Eve is about going over to the rich cousin's, and having awkward conversation from about 1-10pm. Normally they supply me coolers. However, normally I have been up for a few hours by the time I get there. This year I've been sleeping at odd hours, and my parents were essentially like WAKE UP WE'RE GOING NOW.
So, I had a keke beach for breakfast. (lime liquer, orange vodka, and orange crush). And then I had another keke beach. And then we went to the other rich relative's, they live like a block away. And they gave me wine coolers. Lots and lots of wine coolers. I'm pretty sure I got smashed.
Conversations I fear I really did have:
-arguing with uncle Colin about whether filtrate was a word.
-arguing with the sole republican-style family member in a family of liberals. (okay, this is pretty much a every-family-event happenstance, but I don't remember what I said specifically)
-talking about favourite music and theirs being rap turned into me discussing lonely island. dick in a box and I just had sex were definitely mentioned >.<
-OMG I'M PRETTY SURE I INFORMED A COUSIN ABOUT WHAT SALVIA REALLY DOES AND WHERE YOU CAN BUY IT IN WINNIPEG. >.< thanks so much, Miley Cyrus.
I also think I remember trying to talk my dad (the driver) into sharing my cooler with me. IT TASTED LIKE A TREE, I DIDN'T WANT TO DRINK THE WHOLE DAMN THING MYSELF. (lychee nut? not cooler material)
So I crashed as soon as we got home, like 10.30. Woke up at 4.15. If I try to wake up my parents before 9 they will slaughter me dead. The computer is like 5 steps away from the christmas tree and stockings full of junk food. THIS IS PAINFUL. HOW IT IS ONLY FIVE?
Like Mr Garrison would say: MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS, TO YOUUUUUUUUUUU. (unlike like him, happy other events for everyone that celebrates other events)
So, I had a keke beach for breakfast. (lime liquer, orange vodka, and orange crush). And then I had another keke beach. And then we went to the other rich relative's, they live like a block away. And they gave me wine coolers. Lots and lots of wine coolers. I'm pretty sure I got smashed.
Conversations I fear I really did have:
-arguing with uncle Colin about whether filtrate was a word.
-arguing with the sole republican-style family member in a family of liberals. (okay, this is pretty much a every-family-event happenstance, but I don't remember what I said specifically)
-talking about favourite music and theirs being rap turned into me discussing lonely island. dick in a box and I just had sex were definitely mentioned >.<
-OMG I'M PRETTY SURE I INFORMED A COUSIN ABOUT WHAT SALVIA REALLY DOES AND WHERE YOU CAN BUY IT IN WINNIPEG. >.< thanks so much, Miley Cyrus.
I also think I remember trying to talk my dad (the driver) into sharing my cooler with me. IT TASTED LIKE A TREE, I DIDN'T WANT TO DRINK THE WHOLE DAMN THING MYSELF. (lychee nut? not cooler material)
So I crashed as soon as we got home, like 10.30. Woke up at 4.15. If I try to wake up my parents before 9 they will slaughter me dead. The computer is like 5 steps away from the christmas tree and stockings full of junk food. THIS IS PAINFUL. HOW IT IS ONLY FIVE?
Like Mr Garrison would say: MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS, TO YOUUUUUUUUUUU. (unlike like him, happy other events for everyone that celebrates other events)
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Date: 2010-12-25 02:38 pm (UTC)merry christmas LOL.
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Date: 2010-12-25 06:03 pm (UTC)MERRY CHRISTMAS
*HUgs*