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Now that 2009 is here I want to take some time to reflect on 2008. I always knew 2008 was going to be a good year. I remember looking forward to it because it was 08 and 8 is just a good fucking number. It was only a year ago Ray and I were living the good o life in the rainbow state, Honolulu Hawaii.

It was almost a year ago that I started my first post on this blog, January 9th 2008. Since then I’ve written 121 post. I don’t really know who’s all reading it, but it sure has made my hand written journaling take back seat.

I cut my hair super short for the first time ever. It was kinda cute wasn’t it?

Ray got a new iPhone.

Ray and I ran in The Annual Great Aloha Run, just a little over 8 miles, and we all know eight is a good number to start with.

We voted for our first time for the Democratic Party. But just for the record, once Hillary was out of the election Ray and I voted again for our first time for President for Obama of course.

Ray bought me my first brand new computer. Mac 4 life baby!

MyBabyOurBaby Launched.

We finally found the dock where Lost, our favorite television series, was filmed at. We searched the island for it forever.

We went camping at Melekahana, our first time camping in Hawaii and Ray’s first time ever. He’s not a fan.

Rocked out at the Kokua Festival, a festival Jack Johnson puts on every year in Hawaii., my blog had become a major hit and one of Hawaii’s most popular food blog websites.

I called some lady a cunt on my last day of work, because she was.

We got to swim with dolphins.

We moved back to the main land, California first.

Ray got to meet some of my extended family.

Tried wake boarding for the first time.

Got to ride dirk bikes again.

Moved to Austin

Where we met the Semmlers, Shane’s older brother and his family and now mine.

Kidnapped Kuya Ben’s dogs.

Found the Agave Homes and fell in love.

Ray introduced me to Marcos. He works for NASA.

Went to our first roller derby.

Spent Bachelorette week in Florida with my best bud Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G.

Got married, 080808.

Got my first tattoo with my old crew from V-Town.

Traveled to New York, but just for a couple of months.

I stopped eating meat.

Met Guav Mom and the Roses and I have to tell you I’m a fan. Hope we get to see them again soon.

I got to freelanced at Jimmy Z’s, thanks to Bea.

We got to be extras in Friday Night Lights.

I almost died from pneumonia.

I met the Semmler’s, the rest of Shane’s family, and now mine as well and went to my first professional basketball game. Go Mavericks!

As you can see I love recording my life and 2008 was a year worth recording. There was a lot of cherry popping going on and I got to meet a lot of people that will be in my life for the long haul. We also moved around a lot, Hawaii, California, Austin, New York, Dallas. Things are just never boring with us. I’m looking forward to a healthy, happy and prosperous year for 2009. I know great things are to come.

I am officially unemployed and it feels phenomenal. On my last day of work I really didn’t want to go out with a bang. Everyone wanted me to have a drunken fair well event, but I’m not good at good-byes. I work with a lot of good guys and I’m gonna miss them but life goes on and I’m going with it. After work Brian and I had planned on running a few of his errands, but it got late and we decided to hit the bar instead. Our friend Donny met up with us, then Jen and Ali joined and later Scottie stopped by.

This is me and Jen. Don’t mind my eyes in any of these photos. When I drink I can never seem to open them.

Me, Donny, and Ali. I never really hit it off with Ali, but Donny was one of my favorites.

Donny and Brian, two very cool guys.

My Last Day At Work

Brain was my closest buddy at work. We got along great because like me, he has a twisted sense of humor and can appreciate great music like Sublime. Oh, B-Rad, I’m gonna miss ya.

That guy in the back ground is Scotty. He’s one of those happy go lucky kind of guys that lives at the bar. Every bar needs a Scotty.

It’s story time, so as you all know, the day before this day I called some lady a cunt at work. That apparently opened the Cunt Door and now I just feel like calling everyone a cunt. There’s this lady at work, named Evette, that I absolutely despise. It seems like everyone at work is afraid of her because she has this mouth on her that just doesn’t quit. In the beginning they wouldn’t even schedule us together but as of late, we started working civilly together once a week but that doesn’t mean we even talk to one another. I don’t even say hi; she stays out of my way and I will stay out of hers. Anyhow, she ends up at the bar that night and slowly makes her way to our table. Everybody does the small talk thing because no one really likes her. I’m drunk and the cunt door is already open so I say, “hey Evette can I ask you something? Why are you such a cunt?” Of course she gets defensive and goes on to say she’s not a cunt, blah blah, blah. I assure her that she’s wrong, lying, and is in fact a cunt.” Anyhow, we do our little argue thing back and fourth. I was loving it because I just like confrontation. I enjoy telling people exactly how I feel and moving on. After she leaves Donny, who had been sitting there the whole time goes, “wow, you just don’t fuck around do ya?” No Donny, I don’t. Anyhow, that was that and again, it felt so good to tell someone exactly what I thought of them. I’m so glad she came.

My Last Day At Work