My Addled Brain

Could it be any crappier out? I mean, honestly, I think I saw the sun for about an hour yesterday, the first time since Saturday. I mean, it’s supposed to be either clear and cold, or clear and warm - this is Florida in winter, after all - not Florida in late spring.

Personally, I think that God is upset at Jennifer for attempting to threaten myself and MCG. Do you really think I’m afraid of anyone who’s ever attended a Catholic private school? Please. Go do something worthwhile, like ask daddy for a new car because it’s soooooooooooo much cooler than the one he bought new for you six months ago.

The holidays are approching fast - too fast. I have barely started my shopping. And considering my deluge of weddings begins next weekend, I have to get crap for those people too. Memo to anyone thinking about planning a wedding around the holidays: have you lost your mind? No, seriously. The holidays suck enough as it is with everything we all have to do to get ready. To throw in the sheer insanity of a wedding on top of it? You brave, foolish souls. Be damn glad I like you.

Big Christmas party tomorrow at palatial Dean manor. Should be fraught with the hijinx that only a gaggle of small children in a confined space can bring. I’m taking pictures, mostly to use as blackmail against the co-workers that will undoubtedly embarass themselves after drinking Ron’s rum.