karisa is unimpressed

karisa being the unimpressed gymnast

she was all, no really what have you done this year, mister?

no book, no blook, no new crib, no new taxes, no new girlfriend, no new secret blog, no new secret life.

i said i have a new tv.

she was all, that isnt a new tv, its someones old tv, and tvs arent accomplishments.

she was all, you didnt even go to canada in 2012.


meanwhile she’s basically remodeled her home, ended the war on drugs, and gave inspiration to that dude from Red Bull to jump from the moon to earth that one time.

(it was a pre-Festivus feat of strength challenge)

so i promised her that i would do something cool in 2014

and she said, and if you dont, you have to delete the busblog.

i was all, deal!

and then we ate delicious sashimi that was served to us on a huge block of ice which karisa couldnt stop going on about: all her favorite fish were represented: geminis, libras, scorpios, and scallops.

at one point she began to get a tad tipsy and threatened to get up on her chair to show me something.

a woman in a fur kimono was very interested in the semi-scene, as was our waiter who later gave us a gift that was ridiculously generous.

i said why? he said its Christmas.

so we all hugged and sped off in the bitter cold of night.