It's a Jako-full life: December 2004

I know Stefan will love me posting this on the web for all to see. You can see me in the back, sneaking up on him to stick the camera in his face and snap the shot real quick. Mwa ha ha! At least he trimmed his nose hairs recently. Merry Christmas!

My street

Me and the kids. Elena didnt really get the crosseyed thing going very well. Oh well, I look good, thats all that matters.

Awwww looka da cute lil pupperdoodle... lil buddy ti ta goo wil boy.

The pupper in front of the tree. Pupper's name is Joey for all who are unaware.

Elena, me and Sam. Like my Buffalo Bills pins? I do.

My house.

The grandparents

Oooh, she guess right. Too bad the flavor jelly bean she got was Vomit.

Elena, raising her hand to play the guessing game of "Guess the Flavor" we had with Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans from Harry Potter. The jelly beans were real, and some were pretty disgusting. This one wasnt too bad, as Elena was correctly guessing the flavor.

Me with Elena. Does my face look fat? More importantly, do I really care?

My brother beating up our cousin Luke.

The 3 cousins in their respective "humiliation outfits". They werent happy, but we all laughed. I think we'll make this a new tradition.

My cousin Luke in his fantastic womans blouse and non-matching hat that we picked out for him.

Haha, this is Elena, my cousin. My bro and I thought it'd be funny to make them wear the ugliest clothing we could find from the Salvation Army, and they werent allowed to oen any other gifts until they put the clothes on. Well, it wasnt funny. It was HILLARIOUS. And it worked. I know we're bastards, but it made my day.

Back from Xmas

Had a nice trip back to freezing Syracuse for Xmas weekend. Saw the family, etc. Got some kick-ass gift certificates, which I asked for since I couldnt bring much back with me in my carry-on. I think this was, and will be, the only time that I'm excited about getting a gift card to Pier 1. But when you have an apartment to furnish, Pier 1 KICKS ASS! Wow that was sad. But true. I'm gonna buy a blender...but so as to not feel wussy, I'm only gonna use it for liquor-based drink mixing. No food processing, smoothies, or milkshakes. Ok maybe milkshakes.

Off to Cuse

I'm heading out tonight on an 11pm flight out of San Diego, getting into Syracuse at 9:15am. Yay. For the next 4 days I'll be in Cuse, then back to sunnyland on Monday afternoon. I'll post some Xmas pics eventually.

My new tv, mmmmmmmmmmm. If you knew how good of a deal I got on this you'd cry. In fact, while crying you'd probably beg me to get you one for my price. The room was dark and the flash went off, so I got that white blotch in the bottom right. And notice, Miami is only losing to the Pats by 4. Craziness.

UPDATES BELOW

Ok, this post is so you know that I've added a bunch of stuff showing random things I've been doing in San Diego for the last few weeks, so just scroll down and you'll see where the "Road Trip" stuff ends and the "Latest Happenings in San Diego" stuff begins.

Laura, me, and some girl that lived in the complex...I met her briefly, but trust me she wasn't interested in me all that much if ya know what I mean... I think it was a gir...well she wasnt interested in me, so yeah, mus'tve been a girl.

Laura and me

The very "festive" holiday party

So this holiday party I was invited to by Laura, who very few of you may know from high school...but since I only talk to about 3 people from high school still, we'll just refer to her the girl I went to high school with who now lives in San Diego, Laura. She invited me to the holiday party at her apartment complex, which was very cool. Basically it was a large rectangle of apartments surrounding a large courtyard. It was extensively decorated for Christmas, tons of lights, etc. I actually arrived before Laura, who was coming back to the party from another event. So when I arrived, a nice woman let me in the entrance gate, and I told her I knew Laura. What Laura failed to tell me was that about 85% of her entire complex was gay. Ok that's cool, whatever...except I didnt realize this until long after I arrived wearing my "I am the man from Nantucket" t-shirt. Oops. Oh well, it was almost an honor to get hit on all night. It doesnt happen to me that often, so I didnt let the fact that it was all men ruin my flattered happiness. I felt like the belle of the ball. Laura thought it was hillarious..luckily I had another shirt on underneath, so the man from Nantucket went bye bye. Regardless, the party was actually a lot of fun. The mini keg of Becks that I drank helped a bit I'm sure, but still it was a great time overall.