on the christmas spirit

so i threw a christmas party the other day. from what i hear i had some fun. i spent the entire previous day cleaning up my place and hanging an awesome array of decorations that my generous mother donated, she knew what kind of shenanigans i was up to that son of a gun, practically telling me "oh i remember my first college party". so i vacuumed, did the dishes and decked the halls while belting some of my favorite songs to the supposed empty apartment complex, up until a neighbor knocked and asked if i could please put llama i was strangling out of its misery.
on a side note i also got a new blackberry from my cousin and dropped some audible chocolate on a verizon wireless lady over the phone so she would let me unlock the phone for Sad-Mobile (t-mobile is so tight, syche). im like 4 times more rad for all you keeping stats. mind-bottling as Chazz Michael Michaels would say.
anyways, so after decorating and admiring the work i put in for all these people so they could just rage their faces off tomorrow, i really truly honestly felt like i had the christmas spirit, i was feelin it, i knew what it was and i could tell all my friends in this story. i was wrong. write it down, mark the date, it doesnt happen often.
so the next night i rolled back to my apartment with B.R., Nasty, Taco and the Ville (that just flows off the tongue, i swear, say those 4 nicknames again, ill wait... B.R., Nasty, Taco and the Ville... audible chocolate at its finest) and we prepared to get weird.
boom! team USA vanquishes evil. wam! princess and her friends arrive and people are flyin in left and right. bam! pink and purple sweater + green sunglasses and a cute scarf gone. pow! dance party. swoosh! mase dawg goes ghost mode on everyones ass and is never seen again...
so i wake up in my bed -yaayyyyy- to a leaf blower causing el nino right outside my window. tight. time check, 8AM. tight. i take a peek outside and it is a wild animal park on wheels out there. a winter cornucopia of blue cups, trash and furniture strewn across the middle of the complex all covered in that dirty sticky mixture that seems to coat the surface of everything after any party. its my main man jose, our complex handyman, out there at the butt crack of dawn blowing the cups into the pile of trash. guilt stabs just below the sternum to slice a little of the stomach while still managing to pierce the heart.
i go back to sleep. im a horrible person.
i've officially lost the christmas spirit.
i wake up at 10 i think and he's hosing down the area and its looking fresh. ive got to do something or im going to hades. i go outside and wipe down the furniture he's cleaned off the little, and he asks "is this your stuff?". ready for the beatings, i quietly say "yes". he says nothing and keeps hosing. stunned. i move everything back into the apartment and close the door. luckily the inside was fine, and i did a little clean up and got ready to take the trash out. the coast was clear, jose was done, out of sight, and i made a break for it. bingo, run into him at the stairs. get this, all he does is laugh at me struggling like simple jack with a mountain of bags and boxes and quaintly says, "too much party huh?". thats it. i go home and he doesnt say a word about how i destroyed his morning.
i learned something that day. jose has the christmas spirit and i suck. Now, my only wish to Santa this christmas that i can be more like Jose and that the real Jose wins the lottery. i started feeling bad and tried super hard to make up for all the bad stuff ive done, but now instead of having to start my letter to the north pole this year with "Dear Santa, i can explain...", i can truly say im a better person now after that humbling morning. so lets all learn from Jose, I know I did, Karma's gonna have his back for a long while. i really do try to be a nice person to people, i hope some of you think i am, and i hope that i somehow earned that christmas miracle with good karma and stuff ive done, but that stuff makes me shake my head and realize there's always more cool stuff to do for people. i love you all and merry christmas.