I Sure Didnt See Any Mistletoe

Christmas has come and gone again....so fast.. too soon. But all is well, I suppose, as I thought I had reached that age when Christmas begins at 4:00 pm, instead of 6:00 am...and your parents say Merry Christmas and that's all. Perhaps, if youre lucky, you get an ugly pair of socks...or a book. But that's all. So I made it through another year with presents under the tree. yay.

I've been having a ball. I've been through Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and my grandmother's birthday (which is it's own holiday, pretty much)...with just one massive headache and inability to keep down food. I'm getting good.

RANDOM: My right cheekbone is killing me, as I was drunkishly in the club and got punched in the face in the midst of some madness.... but the best part is that I was punched by a man. Sucks... uber.

Okay, I've also been wondering... what's the science behind creating a telephone number? Because sometimes, I'd even go as far to say often, telephone numbers are similar, based on their geographic location...or neighborhood....or cell phone provider. I'm just curious who's behind these creations.

And these are things that have made me laugh:

-" I just be at home. I be chiefing. I gotta flatscreen"

-anonymous

-"Yea, I'm still drinking. I weigh 135...all I gotta do is go

to the bafroom...like 5 times...maybe 6"

-anonymous

-i stole all my christmas gifts this year...and I felt

bad and shit...but its like...damn..its christmas"

-anonymous

-"That shit be fye..it be like a real life entourage...but wit niggas"

-anonymous