Wow so my Christmas part and Lindsay's were in the same weekend. All I can say is I am glad that is over. I'll start with mine.
My Christmas party was at the Off Broadway dinner theater and was really good. The food was great and the play was actually quite good. The play that we saw was a take on the traditional christmas story with Joseph and Mary and all that jazz. At this point I was worried, I'm not very religious... Well thats a bit of an understatement. Anyways I was worried that I was going to be subjected to all kinds of religious references and many other annoying things but to my surprise that was not the case. They even mentioned evolution in the play, which we all know isn't exactly in line with the bible. The play was funny and had some extra characters that included a talking tree. Well the tree admitted that she has had trouble saying no to anything since she was 15 so you get the idea that the tree gets around, if thats possible. After a bit of the tree going on like this one of my drunk co-workers in the back ground whispered quite loudly "Hey, the tree's a slut". Good work we hadn't figured that out yet but it was pretty damn funny to hear. It wasn't a late night for us as Lindsay had to work the next morning.
Ah yes the next day. A day that would test my sanity. Since she drove to my party I agreed to drive to her party. Too bad I forgot that her boss lives 5 km out of town at the end of some rough gravel roads. Oh well fair is fair. I would soon learn that I could have really used some booze. First the good points. The food was spectacular, it probably made my top 10 list of meals that I have eaten. Her house was amazing and it was a really nice party. My problem was that it wasn't my crowd. First I don't know anyone so being sober isn't working to my advantage and being surounded by yuppies didn't help. I did have a good time though. The girls that Lindsay works with were pretty entertaining and fun but there were some downsides. I think her boss hit on me, which was uncomfortable. Lindsay wasn't interested when I told her I could have got her a promotion but at the same time it would have taken 6-12 beers before I could do that. The other part was the loud woman. One of them doesn't have an inside voice. She talks loud and laughs even louder. I wish I had a way to quantify it but you'll have to take my word for it. You could hear her from any point in the house and the drunker she got the louder and more obnoxious she was. Atleast I'm in a big house with lots of space to save my hearing but oh no... What's this? I've been volinteered to give her a ride back to town. So now its very loud inside of my jetta, which isn't that large of a car, and then she's back seat driving. If I hadn't have been sober I would have given her a piece of my mind and the ditch. I made it through although my tounge was bleeding and my ears were ringing I had made it!
Then my life flashed before my eyes. It was unbelievably slippery on the roads last night. I didn't expect it to be that bad. I know we had had some snow but it was crazy out there. I figured that circle drive would be pretty good from all the traffic but I was wrong. I trust my winter driving skills quite a bit, I usually have fun doing powerslides and shit-hooks out there but this was scary. I'm not afraid of understeer or oversteer but we went into a four-wheel drift. Yeah no traciton on any tire so my brain went "Oh shit, we're fucked" and my heart started pounding, then the car gripped up again. WOOOHOOO we're not going to die! I drove a bit slower after that one.
Have a good night and drive safe.
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