People Suck

No, just people I know suck! No, just my friends suck! No, maybe just the holidays suck.

I have Job #2's holiday party tonight at an awesome restaurant, The Ragin' Cajun. I love that place. I didn't go to the holiday party last year since it conflicted with the High-spanic health coalition one so this year I was happy to rsvp for it for me and S. Well, our friend Hurricane Ike continues to screw us over. The annual biker rally that takes place in Galveston had to be posponed to this weekend. S and his coworkers are down there working it all weekend. S told me today around lunchtime that he will be trapped on the island until the rally ends at 8pm. So rather than go to the holiday party stag I began calling everyone I know and nobody can come with me!!! One friend has to babysit, one friend hurt her hand the other night when it snowed (!), one friend is newly pregnant and "tired", one friend has her own holiday party tonight, one friend has a date, and even li'l bro will be busy bowling!!! And the rest of my male friends are now married or hooked up (or moved away!!!) and I can't order them around like I used to. Like Tito J. complains, everyone has turned into the damn Huxtables.

This sucks. My only consolation is the the Ragin Cajun has incredible hurricanes. Cash bar, here I come. Did I mention the holidays do nothing for me???