Where is everybody? I know I shouldn't give a rats ass, write for myself, blah, blah, blah...but come 'on! Okay, I'm being a little bitchy. My aunt is coming to town in a week, and I'm turning klutzy and bitchy. Plus it's the holidays. I HATE the holidays. No...H...A...T...E...the holidays.
Because they are full of commercialism. Because it forces you to be nice to the family member that royally screwed you over during the year. Because it guilts you into buying expensive gifts over thoughtful ones. Because you are always guaranteed to gain some weight. Because I'M guaranteed to get sick. Because you end up going into debt buying 'just a little' something for twenty additional people because they date/hang around/see the other people you're giving gifts too. Because theres always one drunk in the crowd that says something uncomfortable or something you told them in complete secrecy.
I once asked my family if we could forego the whole gift-giving and just have a nice dinner together. Appreciate each others company. Yeah, THAT went over well.
Bah-humbug.
Okay, I take it all back. Just a little bitchy.
4 comments:
I am so with you on this one this year!! I don't want to do Christmas except with Julian and the two squirrels. My other one back home has been being a complete nightmere... I am so sick of the drama that she creates... I want to bang my head against the wall. I haven't sent out cards either... nor bought any of the parents prezzies.... I sent a box to Nichole... it cost me £37 to post!!!... that is like $74!!!! I bought her some really nice things... and she is being a complete turd! She hung up on me yesterday... everything is my fault and I am a shit mum... she has everyone running in circles again...she is a brat.
Oh i agree.
I am currently working nights doing upgrades of the Point of sale system in a supermarket, and here's a poem I wrote about it:
http://my-poem-a-day.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-december-7th-2006-christmas.html
Thursday, December 7th, 2006
Christmas cheer is near
Oh, set up another beer.
It's time for stopping carols now,
Let's go and get some chow.
Chinese food, if you please
They don't play carols now.
From store to store I go and go
and all I hear is "cheer".
Oh. Muzak sucks right now.
Do you need me to tell you how?
I cannot get this tune from my head,
I'd (almost) rather be dead.
Oh. Muzak sucks in December.
Somewhat better rest of the year.
I have no brain cells left, and it's
Not quite yet New Years Eve!
OH, and I now have TWO different poetry blogs.
One is my "daily poem" and the other is the "automatic poem machine™ which invites YOU to give me the topic to help create the poem:
That's here:
http://automatic-poem-machine.blogspot.com/
Mark B.
I'm a Scrooge too. :)
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