Xmas. this has become such a weird holiday. You bribe family members into being nice to one another. This holiday quickly becomes one of obligation. You are obligated to be nice and to spend money in trade for love. Familial prostitution. Five dollars and I will do some tricks. I feel so dirty
You have some creepy old overweight man with a beard comes into your house and gives you gifts. Arent we not supposed to accept gifts from strange people.
This same strange man knows if you have been naughty or nice–big brother reference? Plus he rewards you if you are complacent and dont start trouble.
Xmas songs are always a load of crap.
Anyway here is my 12 days of Xmas
12 drunk relatives
11 hyperactive kids
10 loads of dishes
9 paper cuts from wrapping
8 panic attacks over preparing dinner
7 sweaters to return
6 times your average electric bill (because of festive lights)
5 extra pounds
4 extra chairs for dinner
3 yelling aunts
2 maxed out credit cards
1 faux tree painted white
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Graduation is upon us–well me at least. Play the Vitamin C song.
I have one paper left and I am having the most difficult time starting it…let alone completing it. I cannot help but think that my procrastination is at least somewhat related to my ambivalence about graduation. Sure I am excited to move on.
But there is so much that I am having to think about.
Like:
Cooking
I am now faced with the responsibility of cooking. For the record, I cook the best bowl of cereal and the most outstanding toast, but unless I get the cereal variety pack I am sure I am going to have to learn to cook something else for variety’s sake, and I have no idea of where to begin. I guess I need to buy a pan or something.
Clothes
Bring on the neutral colors. I guess accessorized flare will be big for me in 08.
Health insurance
How do i get this? Will there be a final exam–is it multiple choice?
Apartment
Can my music posters go on the wall–or is that not adult? I guess I can frame them?
Conversation
Are the days of talking about the “social production of post-moderism’s hegemonic subordination of agency and its conflict with man’s existential dilemma” a thing of the past? Is that a bad thing?
Dating
Can’t date co-workers. People you meet in bars tend to have drinking problems. Is dating in the real world like looking for parking spaces? Are all the good ones taken? Are the available ones all handicapped? Is everything else metered? E-dating I guess.
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