My sister just gave me a call, from her airport. She apparently made a last minute decision to come to Houston, to visit some friends. She called to tell me that a package for me is on the way, a "sortof combined Birthday and Christmas" [both in December], and to see if I wanted to come up, and see her tonight.
If I were a suspicious bastard, and I am, I would have the following guess: her friends have an annual Mardi Gras party. I am not invited because I'm not a twink, or because I'm not in lockstep with their Democratic-nutty-crunchy-whycan'twejustgetalong viewpoint, or both.
And I've got a married, straight friend coming over tomorrow, staying for the weekend. If this were Hollywood, he'd be getting ready to have a divorce, would come out to me, and there would be a wild weekend of unending passion. If this were a porn flick, it would be he hasn't busted a nut for the last 6 months, and...
But this is real life. so my younger sister is coming into town for a fun weekend, quite possibly of passion, while I'm going to go have a few beers and listen to a few bands. Bleh.
Update: Just deleted one comment as spam, I think. If it was offered in goodwill, sorry.
Posted by Owlish at February 23, 2006 11:46 AM | TrackBack