Today is the first truly, evilly, Oklahomaney cold day here in “Tha Real OC” (ha ha). It is hella-windy and freezing outside, but the sun is peeking through. The tall windows at O-Trip are rattling like in a horror flick. It’s lovely. I actually got my homework done on time for tonight, which is a lovely change.

School scares me sometimes. I keep having this recurring dream where I realize all of a sudden that I have signed up for all these classes that I haven’t been going to all semester, and now it’s November and whoops! No one has seen me in class. Two nights ago I had this dream so vividly that I woke up and checked my class schedule online, just to make sure. It fully freaked my shit out.

But oh well – it’s finally cold here, really cold, like the temperatures in the ’80′s are not coming back. Halloween passed with a minimum of fanfare but a complete maximum of fun; Brian and I went to Angles, because Halloween is gay Christmas, and we had a ball. Gabe and a friend of his dressed up as Edina and Patsy from Absolutely Fabulous and won the costume competition. (I realize that this was two weeks ago but I completely forgot to write about it).

Now we are rounding full-on into Thanksgiving. This will be mine and Brian’s first holiday season together, so it should be interesting. We have tickets to Bedlam, the football game between OU and Oklahoma State, which is in Norman this year, so there will be (hopefully) a minimum of tire-slashage.

This Friday, KC Clifford is playing at Galileo in Paseo, my favorite restaurant/bar in OKC, and, as per usual, our big group is going – me and Bri, mom, Laurie and Jaye. I hope that we can get Bryon and Matthew and Erica and Alex this time, because Chambers loved him some KC the last time he saw her.

So as we head into the holidays I find that my spirits are generally very high, even if there aren’t a few worries here and there to contend with. Then today, the holiday decorations for the house just came together with the introduction of:

JONES SODA HOLIDAY PACKS.

We’re getting a couple – one for display, the other for trying. Oh hell yeah, man – I know Brian’s brother Brett will try it. He’s such a goer. I love that guy.

So now Brian and I are discussing where to put the tree, and he loves the Jones Soda idea, and me, and, well, things tend to be great. I can’t wait to get the house decorated for Christmas. This time of year, it’s hard to be down too long.

Returned the tux to Paul and Judy last night. I get to keep the hot pink tie, so be looking for me to wear it at the club sometime soon. Yeah, baby!

Dude, Salmon Flavored Jones Soda.