WED
Head to a friends house this evening for pre-Turkey day festivities

THUR
Festivities at the GF's mom's house
Head back into NYC in the eve for a quiet night

FRIDAY
Errands during the day
Suprise party for a friend in the eve

SATURDAY
GF's band plays the Starland Ballroom, NJ. Biggest show to date.

SUNDAY
Recover

eat a bunch of food and get drunk a few times and study

Wed,Thurs,Fri - Work (what holiday?)
Saturday - Chill + prep for turkey dinner on Sunday
Sunday - Celebrate Bird day with Wench + various co-workers and friends. USA, England, Canada, South Africa, and Holland represent (possibly a Greece fly-by).
Monday - Work, Tool/Mastodon at Wembley Arena

TODAY - work / drive to GA

TONIGHT - possible drinks w/ my old HS/early college girlfriend I dated for 4 years. Pretty fucking nervous considering the way it ended.

TOMORROW - food coma

FRIDAY - maybe go see Casino Royale

SATURDAY - ?

SUNDAY - drive back to TN

Hmmmm.

TODAY: Dinner this evening in Atlanta with the girl and her family followed by drinks out somewhere.

THURSDAY: Drive to North GA to the folks' house for a heroic display of food gorging. Watch football and never leave couch once.

FRIDAY: More of the same. Chill out. Maybe do some Christmas shopping and avoid having to do it in Atlanta. Drive back that night.

SATURDAY: Get up at the crack of dawn and head down for CLEAN OLD FASHIONED HATE! aka UGA vs GA TECH in Athens. Drunk by 10am. 7pm - Ring Victory Bell celebrating 6 IN A ROW. (knocks on wood)

SUNDAY: Sleep, sleep, and more sleep.

Tonight: Dinner with my lady for our two year anniversary.

Thursday: Get up early and go run a 10K with Cap'N's First Mate and a few others.

Head over to GF's Uncles house to hang with her family for an hour or two.

Then over to Cap'N's to deep fry a HUGE turkey and get DRUNK.

Friday: Probably get as much done on the downstairs bathroom as possible. Gonna recruit Cap'N to help. He just doesn't know it yet.

Sat: More bathroom work. THEN GT/UGA AND DRUNK!

Sun: Drive to Milwaukee to pick up new bed. Death Cab For Cutie at Eagles Ballroom.

Work, cos I live in Canaduh.

HOLIDAY. You bastards.

THUR - Work

FRI - Work

SAT - Driving Mam & Dad to airport, then going out with the lads in the evening. Go to nightclub, hate every minute of it and then see if i can kop off with some drunk bird at the end of the night. If unsuccesful(sp) then get a kebab.

SUN - Regret everything i did the night before. Stick some deep heat on the aching groin injury picked up from trying to dance to "When i saw her face, i'm a believer" the night before. Then melt into sofa the rest of the day watching the football.

MON - DAY OFF. Holiday.

Whatever, Pete...holiday on Monday? It ain't Boxing Day yet! (Hope you get lucky, mate!)

Me?

TONIGHT: Picking up Mike (aFreshstart4me) from Ontario Airport. Tonight is the official start of BOOZIN' & WHORIN'! I'm pimpin' Mike out.

THANKSGIVING: I'm cooking a traditional turkey dinner. Mike will probably sit Al Bundy-style in front of the TV watching football. Little does he know, I'm gonna put him to work. If you're in the neighbourhood, stop by for boozin' or if you wish to whore yourself.

FRIDAY: Recover from the grub. Checkin' out Jeff Mills and Richie Hawtin at the Avalon -- we're gonna dance our asses off and lose our minds. Doing some Hollywood Blvd touristing prior to then.

SATURDAY: Taking Mike to see The Elected and Margot & the Nuclear So and So's at The Troubadour -- Sunset Strip touristing. Probably do a late night nosh at Fred 62 in Los Feliz.

SUNDAY: Sleep in. I'm thinking of taking Mike to lunch at one of my favourite local Mexican restaurants, then back to the airport for his flight home.

Had your forbears not made it so unpleasant that the Pilgrims could not remain in England, there would be no holiday here.

You only have yourself to blame, therefore.

Great, Great, Grandad Richardson, You bastard.

You missed the MON - Day off. Holiday

Add - TUE - Day Off. Holiday

WED - Day Off. Holiday.

Pete's just getting nasty now and rubbin' it in our faces.

I just finished making a chocolate cream pie. Not sure if I'm going out tonight.

Tomorrow: quiet Thanksgiving with those I live with every day + lots more food.

Friday: I promised my friend I would Black Friday shop with her, her mother and her aunt. Dear lord, help me.

Saturday and Sunday: work, but hopefully the nights will be fun.

T-Day--work. then going to a friend's for turkey dinner.

I took the weekend off but, Friday, Saturday (It's my birthday--yeah!) and Sunday are a mysterious Phil surprise I think going out to eat is involved . . . but that's all I know. He's a sneaky one.

Wed: Worked today. Been pretty busy this week, considering liquor business + fucking holidays.

Thursday: Have the day off, going to girlfriend's family gathering. Thanksgiving isn't a big holiday for me being a vegetarian.

Fri: Work. Maybe put up the Christmas tree.

Sat: Work

Sun: Football

tonight: maybe going to sleep sometime soon.

thursday: eat the shit out of some turkey and stuffing. nap on the couch. go back for seconds. nap for a few more minutes. eat dessert. fall asleep in the car on the ride home. throw up all food. go dancing.

friday: could go one of two ways... #1. clean the apartment, organize my piles of cds, put old clothing on ebay -or- the more likely #2. lay around the house, watch tv, sleep. going dancing at night.

saturday: walk around my house wondering what to do with myself.

sunday: see saturday.