Friday, Nov. 29, 2002 || 12:37 a.m.

Fuck family values, that is not what this Thanksgiving was about!

First off, I was meeting my father's one-of-many- girlfriends for dinner and bring with me a group of completely fun, tipsy people. I think it was a really good idea to take shots of vodka before we left. It made the evening that much more "comfortable".

Before we kicked off the Thanksgiving festivities, we watching gay porn in Karl's room. All I can say was it was good times...

We all felt like we were in a holiday movie while seated in the restaurant. It was far too nice for where we belonged, but we settled in once my dad ordered the most expensive champagane for us. You know that you will be getting your moneys worth if the restaurant has a buffet for the appetizer. Hell yes, bring on the shrimp! Let that good seafood lower my blood alcohol level.

One of the many highlights of the evening was when Karl was questioning whether he should bring his old plate back to get more food from the appetizer bar. Marge's response was, "No, you get a new plate when you go back up, like at Sizzers!" Just goes to show you how classy we are, but hell, we know our buffets.

There wasn't really an awkward moment and I have to say I really enjoyed myself. If it wasn't for my crazy bunch of friends, I would have probably wanted to stab myself in the eye with the 12 different forks I had.

It was kind of obvious I was tipsy, my dad had to know. I think I was more entertaining that way. I really don't think I could have handled the evening without alcohol or friends. The two go hand-in-hand like chocolate covered strawberries and champagne (which is what we had for dessert, oh the deliciousness...).

I did miss my family though. Not that many people showed up at my grandma's house and it must have been painfully boring for my sister. I almost felt guilty for being here. I am glad I was here though because I think it was important to experience a Thanksgiving that had more of a "friendship" perspective then a "family" one. I'm thankful for that (god, I couldn't help it).

I'm sounding like a small child because I have been hanging around a gay, gay cheerleader for the whole night. It rubs off on you after a while. "United we stand cause we're the Dons..."

Tomorrow I go shopping with my dad and Karen. See, I can say her name now. She doesn't like to shop and my dad loves to spend money so I don't know how they get along. I kept pushing the Nordstrom shoe sale and she seemed to like that idea. Since my dad doesn't play for school, I'm going to make him for some shoes and possibily xmas gifts for everyone I know. Here's hoping...

I guess the 5 papers I have to write by Tuesday will have to wait. Damn, alcohol always gets the best of me.

luv, steph

p.s.- I'm going to say "Merry Thanksgiving" for now on cause I think that society blends xmas and Thanksgiving together way too much. Might as well wish someone a good holiday using only 2 words.

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