Today was an important day. It was a family Christmas party. mom side comes, cousins, yayyayaya, annoying uncles who think they are super cool but in fact they aren't, weird non-family additions to the party roster but we can't say no cause we're nice party.

it went far better than I had expected. I figured they would be the boring Christian riff-raff that is my mom's side of the family here in California, but it was kind of fun. Maybe because I actually drank. they drank too, I just drank more. secretly of course, or at least i kept my drunkness to myself. At one point I do remember my mom saying, "stop acting like a drunkard" I laughed drunkenly.

I live with room-mates now officially in Irvine, my parents are in Laguna still so I basically got "invited" to my house to have a party MY parents were putting on. My dad made it a big deal that I was being invited and if i did any naughty things he'd get mad. but i was an angel and did everything my mother asked, so now she'll leave me alone for like 2 months.

I usually hang out there and do my laundry and still food (obvi) this has been going on for a few months now, so my home has taken such a strange change in how i view it. If you can imagine such a thing. Growing up there, my room etc. Yet now its not really "mine". Might seem strange to say this now at 21, i've known this when I was 18, but since I've left my dad says my mom is crazy. Constantly trying to figure out what I am doing (lulz). Her friends hang out there alot now apparently and my room has been changed into the "cats" room, instead of the garage. still trying to understand that logic but whatever.

Have any of you been like flirted/bad joke'd to death by some straight punk ass? a friend of mine whom I enjoy lots has a boyfriend (or now apparently ex divided by some drama) that is constantly bringing up the fact, to me either in solo situations or group, that I am gay and like men. He is so astonished by the fact I'm gay and he is always, ALWAYS freaking out cause I act so "straight" (which isn't true i don't think) and then making jokes. Not really jokes about being gay but doing gay things, usually with me or he adds his friends in. At one point I thought it was cute however now its getting annoying....but sexy annoying

He is actually a cop, 20 I think and currently going through the sheriff's academy. No bullshit all legit seen the gun, badge, not the other gun though =(. he is attractive and all and OF COURSE I'd f**k him, but still. At first I kind of fantasized about him being into me or something on the down low, but that is ridiculous and most likely un-true.

I just am trying to wrap and understanding on why he has to bring it up all the time. I usually hang out with her at parties cause that bitch can find a party in a haystack and he tags along like a fool. He is all straight-edge cop can't do stuff but still drinks like his mom taught him good. whatever, but each time, no matter the setting he'll remind me i'm gay.

I usually don't get annoyed at stuff like that, it doesn't matter to me but the fact he constantly says it each time, like a bad joke almost. it is intriguing in the least, he does have handcuffs. But why do some guys do that, seriously, what's the deal? Maybe we'll never know.

I got my mom an awesome gift. My dad doesn't require anything of me except to live carry on his families name and succeed in life blah blah, however, my mother is a different story. Since the party she slaved over for months is over, now she relaxes and soon with a new IPOD NANO SUP WHAT UP. Long overdue. She constantly is wanting to "listen to my music" and always asking to borrow my itouch and shit. Obviously I said" NO" and she got all mad and I was like "u mad?" and trolled her away. But, I felt it was proper to give her this gift and I would preload on full MFing discography of the Beatles and Michael I touch bois Jackson and maybe some rascall flatts and other terrible music she listens to.

This is actually apart of the game of "appeasing the parents", the Game of Houses, whatever you want to call it. After I bestow upon her this gift come jesus birthday she will not give me any shit for the next 2 months or so. So awesome, plus it has radio and she loves to listen to her radio. It also cost me $170. Steve Jobs better have a sweet f**king house tons of strippers and lines of coke out the butt.

i don't even think he owns Apple anymore, but still 170 and it isn't even as big as my left testicle. Absurd.

Have a safe holiday wherever you are, forgive the retards you run into and give a homeless person a dollar, just this once, ask a friend to lunch you haven't heard from in a while and party hard on new years. my life is alright, hope yours is too. bye