I spent most of my day today studying for my ENG 525 Variety in Language final exam, which is tomorrow evening from 6:00 – 9:00.
I went to Steve’s holiday gathering, which was quite nice. The place was decorated to the nines, and there was a wide variety of finger foods impeccably set out. Martha Stewart would have been proud, but Steve just had to settle for being a Proud Mary.
At one point, with the living room full of people, the subject came up of my not having a television for nearly five years now, and Sue, saying she didn’t know what she would do if she didn’t have a TV, asked earnestly, “What do you do?”
“I masturbate,” I said, and the crowd fell out.
Since it was on my way home, I stopped by Flex on the way home to check out Karaoke for just a few, as I had studying to do. For the time I was there, I stood with David (brianrdu‘s ex) and Gerald, and chatted in between dishing (and dissing) the singers.
That guy — I don’t know his name — was there who has got to be on crack or something, as he’s always hyper, fidgeting, lifting his shirt to show off his belly, raising his arms (sleeveless shirt), and constantly putting his hand in, and pulling it out, of both the front and back of his pants. Like a bad accident that you don’t want to watch, but can’t help it.