Wednesday: I come home from wrestling practice to find my family has been drinking since I left 3 hours prior. Except for my little sister, I think everyone was pretty saused up. If you have never experinced my fam's dinner table, I'm warning you now... nothing is taboo, n if you think something is personal and private; its not and it will prolly be brought up at dinner. That being said I'll spare you all the specifics of our dinner conversation. Matt and Max showed up on time but my family started early. I saved some of the Symmerty to share with them, basically because I thought Matt would be the only one to appreciate such a good wine. Later, while chillin w/ my bro's, my real bro gets in my conversation and is a little insulting. I don't remember how he said it but he called me ugly.. So I convince his wife to tell everyone how sexy I am. My brotha was pissed!! Thursday was Thanksgiving and I had so many reasons to be thankful. Max and I started at his families house in hayward. Lots of love to go around and so much soul food everyone needed togo plates. n yes Uncle Chris Brown was definatly representin. From there we bounced to Castro valley, w/ very full stomachs, to Matt's grandparents place for a traditional chinese dinner. No turkey, mountains of vegitable, oysters, shrimp, and some really interesting soup. I'm hella full at this point. Then it was off to the town (oakland) for our fillipino dinner w/ April. I was so full at this point I couldn't even finish a single lumpia. But Matt sure helped himself to all he could. I'm so jealous of his metabolism. Then finally we head out to union city for our vietnamese dinner. Food coma was creeping on me so hard at this point i could barely keep my eyes open. By some crazy act of god I managed to eat a piece of cake. Friday was alot of fun too. I chilled with the brothers Kim, chris, katrina, and my long lost bro matt just returned home on leave from the core. We finished off all the good alcohol I had.. ie bottle of cabo wabo, and nuvo. Then Paul gets brave and we crack the absinthe. After about an hour of debating we decide to drink it. 1 1/2 shots for paul and half for me. You are suppossed to mix it w/ sugar and water so you don't get alcohol poisoning. We disregarded the warnings and shot it anyways. Not our best idea. It put paul on a mission and me on super chill mode. Saturday wasn't as wild as any of the other nights, but it was still just as fun. I worked the door at suede. I saw a few friends, had a few drinks, and got paid to do it all. not to mention all the drunk hijinx I got to witness. ie cliff stumblin around tryina get Cora's drunk friend back in after he herassed he hell out of a waitress. N then matt bought me dinner at denny's in the dro (which is wild and histerical at 3 am). I had a great holiday. I'm thankful for my family, my friends, and most importantly the dynasty. | 
