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2004-12-23
Sure, it's December 23rd, and I came to the office wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals; I'd be an ingrate to complain about the weather overmuch, considering. But it sure the fuck doesn't -feel- like the next-to-last shopping day before Happy Birfday Jebus-mas.
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. Around here, there are no snowflakes, beautiful, unique, or otherwise.
K asked me yesterday why there are so many people who do the over-the-top Griswald thing with their holiday decorations (there's an example of the platonic ideal of holiday decorative overkill on Central, just north of Sligh); I think it's to (over?)compensate for the fact that if there's a white christmas down this way, there's some meteorological wackiness afoot.
Not really feeling much "spirit of the season" in these quarters this time around. Money's tight, there's creeping crud nibbling at the edge of our generally decent health, and we've had to push back seeing our new neices and the rest of our family a month as a result, so we're a little bit adrift and on our own.
That doesn't mean I don't have a lot of good stuff to appreciate. I have my own house to go home to. I've got great friends, without whom I wouldn't be who and where I am today.
Sandals for Santa. It's weird, it's not what I'm used to, but I think it'll play.
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. Around here, there are no snowflakes, beautiful, unique, or otherwise.
K asked me yesterday why there are so many people who do the over-the-top Griswald thing with their holiday decorations (there's an example of the platonic ideal of holiday decorative overkill on Central, just north of Sligh); I think it's to (over?)compensate for the fact that if there's a white christmas down this way, there's some meteorological wackiness afoot.
Not really feeling much "spirit of the season" in these quarters this time around. Money's tight, there's creeping crud nibbling at the edge of our generally decent health, and we've had to push back seeing our new neices and the rest of our family a month as a result, so we're a little bit adrift and on our own.
That doesn't mean I don't have a lot of good stuff to appreciate. I have my own house to go home to. I've got great friends, without whom I wouldn't be who and where I am today.
Sandals for Santa. It's weird, it's not what I'm used to, but I think it'll play.
