Missed the Kwanzaa Party.

I was invited to a Christmas Party and a Hanukkah Party on Saturday. Fortunately, they didn’t completely overlap and the Christmas party was next door at my neighbor’s house. The Hanukkah party was far away, closer to Megacorp and traffic was awful. They were both interesting, though the neighbor’s party was a little more yuppie than I’d care to visit on a regular basis. I was about to go all lefty on one of the Republican yuppies, but just left for the Hanukkah party instead. Fortunately, the Hanukkah party was at a co-worker’s place and we share a similar, cynical, world view.

Other than that I guess I’m getting closer to the end of my massage thingy. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do after going through the course of 12, because It’s not like everything is all perfect now. For example, the horribly painful right-side IT band massage from last week was repeated on the left side, and I could have sworn he did that already. We’ll see, I suppose.