Loud all around

Wow, you would think that since all this time has passed since last I wrote, I would have a lot to say. Well, yes and no. I have a lot I could say, but less that I will actually say.

So, who enjoys surprise telephone calls in the morning trying to collect money from someone who doesn't actually live in your apartment. Stupid bill collectors, get the right place and stop harrassing me!

Apparently, last night was a big night for one of the clubs on my street. Good grief there was a ton of noise. And, apparenly there is no rule by the city to stop work at a certain point of the night. There have been trucks and a generator and stuff on all night for the past 5 nights. I seriously have not get a solid nights sleep in a week. It's killing me... softly... okay, sorry, stupid 90's music reference.

The last thing I feel like mentioning here today, is that my return to the city after Christmas allowed me the opportunity to bring back a few items I still had at home (there still are a very large many items at home still, but that is aside from the point). One of which was my clogs, which I bought while in Amsterdam. Oh, they are authentic and wood (just the sole). They give me 2 extra inches, which is fun for me, and are very loud to walk in. Like women in heels basically, but much, much, more manly. Yeah, I'm a trendsetter.

A sad playoff weekend

So sad for my boys the Seahawks for the loss this past weekend. Boo! I guess I'm fairly happy that the Gaints won, although due to my Texas connection, I really wasn't rooting for a specific side. Now I'm officially not caring how the rest of the playoffs end up.

Dismemberment by Printer

On an unrelated note (by the way, it can't be related to anything since nothing else has been said), I almost threw my printer out of my window on to the street below where it would have killed or at least maimed someone with permanent disfigurement. I didn't, but the thought was there. You will be happy to know that I fixed the problem.

I know, I promised juicy details on my Christmas trip. Well, let me tell you...(by the way, there's nothing really to tell). I pretty much saw two old friends (yes, laugh it up that I don't have many friends in Seattle anymore, but I am way popular on MySpace (by the way, I'm not that popular on MySpace...of Facebook for that matter, so become my friend and make me popular...you know you want to)), hung with the family, and was sick for most of it with cold-like symptoms (by the way, I'm better know (by the way, the "by the way's" are getting a little rediculous so they will be stopped)).

That pretty much sums it all up. So, on to new business. I almost threw my printer out my window...oh, already covered that one. Getting back into a routine, so not much new business, although the Seahawks won the other day...GO SEAHAWKS! Yes, it's true, I'm an actor and dancer who likes (and is good at) sports. Right on. I also like a cold beer, hot chocolate by a fire, and showtunes, among other things. Not even sure why I put that in there, did I mention I almost killed someone tonight by way of falling printer? I did didn't I...?! I better just go tonight.

A little taste of what's to come...

So, I leave the East Coast for a week and all of a sudden it's the antartic here. What's the dilly, yo?! Although Seattle was cold, not quite like here. Oh well, I guess I'm ready for it. It's just that everyone is hiding behind layers (including yours truly) and it's not quite as hot (you know what I mean, not like temperature, but...) as I'd prefer.

Back into a routine, that's the name of the game. Break is nice. No worries about what you're eating (lots of sweets by the way) or going to the gym. Basically, have a beer whenever you want, eat good meals (which, due to a lack of kitchen I rarely get), and relax. Great! I love vacations, and rarely get them. I think the definition of "vacation" should be "to kick back (old school)". I like to add the term "old school" to things since I think it's hip. It may not be, but I'm going to assume it is and you should respect that.

I promised a little catch-up on the week I spent at home. I will in short bursts, as I like to add a little suspense to your reading. I returned home in time for my family's Christmas Eve party, and found 30 of my extended family (cousins, uncles, etc. at my home) ready to have some drinks, food, and participate in an odd gift exchange that we always do. I ended up better off than some, with a nice book to read. I think my mother ended up with an odd stuffed animal that highly resembles a goffer who sings and shakes his booty to some random rock song. Hmm...I may have won out on that one. The off to the Christmas Eve church service and off to bed.

There ya go, a little glimpse into my holiday. More to come...more to come. And for those of you following things, my side has mostly healed, although there still is a bit of bruising and a scar from my fall and it's still a bit tender, and my left rib area is still very much painful. Thanks for you thoughts and prayers...so far they seem to have not worked, and the lack of get well cards was a nice bonus. You have really shown your true colors world. Thanks.

Oh, and Go Seahawks!

Happy New Year!

Well, I know, I didn't really get to the whole updating of the blog this last week or so. There is much to tell. For now, it is sleepy-time for me, as I just arrived back home to New York City. Be warned, much inaneness is to come...