aftermath

First of all, let me express my immense disappointment in my readers' level of intelligence. That or you guys are total lazy asses. Not even a person replied to my yule-tide puzzle contest. Isn't Japanese food enticing? Isn't any free food enticing? Sigh. Only KC got it right. But then, the entry was disqualified based on grounds such as (1) I didn't get an email, just a text message; (2) KC usually pays for food; (3) KC knows me and my cheekiness/wittiness side too well.

Anyway, this Christmas weekend had been all about FOOD. Lamb and turkey. More lamb and turkey. Then lamb all the way (I discovered I don't really like turkey. How come no one serves smoked salmon for Christmas meals?). And I've been constipated ever since. I feel toxic (no, not Britney-Spears-Toxic but nuclear-reactor-toxic) and bloated. That and I'm expecting my vagina to gush blood anytime now.

But had great fun with friends and church members and the band. The band rocked the socks off our guests! Booyakasha! Merry Christmas all, and Happy New Year. I have a feeling 2005 is gonna be a good one.