I love the holidays. I do. I enjoy pretty much everything about them. Even the spending of money and the cold. I think one of my favorite things about the Holidays is how chill everyone usually is at work. Coworkers are less apt to use the
RIGHT NOW
quantifier for time. Instead, you get an ample amount of time to complete something, and sometimes your boss or client will say
Ah, don’t worry about that until after the holidays.
I think it’s the only time of year where the “Don’t freak out” mentality is applied and that nothing is or should be that important. And I like that. Suddenly it makes coming to work and choosing to save your PTO almost worthwhile.
But the folks out and about walking on the streets, and penetrating the buses, the metros and the cars-they’re not so happy. Some walk around grinching about the place trying to ruin this time for everyone they happen to come beside. They honk their horns, they yell, they flick folks off, they wander around all pissed off, looking for that parking spaces, expensive presents they don’t really want to buy, and their anger-it shows. And the spectacle makes me want to pinch them all.
I wish I knew why people liked a bad mood and how it is they can’t see that when they’re pissy and mean, they perpetuate, and distribute said mood to all others unlucky enough to be in their way. I wish I could ask them what it is they’re so angry about, get the real answer, and then ask them if it’s really that bad. Some will probably punch me out and a broken nose for Christmas would suck. I like the smell of flavor, and cookies, and spicy snow, I like the smell of trees and pie is kinda nice as well.
Let’s pretend that New Years day is it and then it’s all over. And pretend that we’re ok with that. Let this time be not a matter of putting off all the “bad things” but instead a matter of there being nothing really bad at all. And let’s be nice to our fellow commuters, they have to be there as well. :]
Maybe their bosses are pushing to hit that before-Christmas deadline. Maybe they just got a Christmas card picture back and realize what a
ass they really are. Maybe they’re dreading spending a week home with relatives they don’t even like. Maybe they just got laid off. I think Christmas has gotten more complex over the years than what it used to be. Too much pressure to be happy.
This is the main reason I hate Christmas shopping so much. I enjoy being out and buying presents for others…basically I think any shopping that isn’t for clothes (torture) is fun. I imagine my friends and family really liking their gifts and then someone steps on my foot and tells me to watch it, someone else pushes me, and someone else almost hits me on the way out of the parking lot and then screams, “asshole!” Christmastime is much more fun and holiday-like for me on days that I don’t have to go out and get poisoned by all the bad moods flying around out there.
Ouch, bah humbug. I am sorry to hear all that. :[ I guess I’m sort of lucky this year, but last year I can say I felt your pain. Hell, I didn’t take a trip to Thailand because of my stupid job. (I am sort of kicking myself now).
I wish it weren’t like that. There is NOTHING that pressing, unless you’re some a doctor or a politician or… (you get the point).
megami, I hear ya. I’m headed to the mall this evening to pick something up. I am dreading it, I am. But I am hoping folks have their good moods on.
Lately, as it approaches, I’ve been thinking about age 30. Way back when 30 was old age for a human. And I’ve been thinking about most of the stress in my life and how I pretty much create it with this concept of living forever (bills, saving, retirement, taxes, future this, future that). And it sort of sucks the today out of everything, leaving us waiting for tomorrow and next week, next year or then. But definitely not NOW. Now gets kicked aside because we’ve been told how long we’re SUPPOSED to live and the idea of being alone or broke at age 40, the idea of not owning a home or having Social Security freaks us out, and forces us make choices and decisions based on that fear.
I bet folks would be happier with their lives if they were made shorter. Or we didn’t all have knowledge of a life expectancy.
I am babbling. :] Sorry.
In that movie “bowling for columbine” they came to the conlusion that America is ruled by a culture of fear. They tried to explain why everyone thinks they need a gun, but ofcourse this also hooks into the point that you are making.
What I love about America is it’s ambtion and drive, to achieve something and get the best out of yourself. In Europe that’s much less so, which
on the other handresults in more possibilities for relaxed living.However, in general the same Holiday / Life rules apply; be happy, have tons of friends, make good money, own a house and a car etc etc. That’s the depressing part, what’s still awesome is taking a break to only enjoy peoples company, no other bullshit, even gifts are largely irrelevant. Although it’s nice to buy things for loved ones. But it’s mostly nice because you spend time walking around town for hours thinking iabout these people and what they like.
Right?
i think im gonna have to side with bah humbug this year.
although i do have a poinsetta on my desk.
that counts as something, right?
Damn, kittens. Ya’all people need new jobs or something. Shit.
I’m happy and having a great holiday season.
No one is flipping me off or calling me an asshole (at least to my face) or stepping on my foot.
My relatives, whose company I enjoy very very much (even Mihow), are coming to stay with my wife and I for several days. And to top it off, I’ve already turned 30 but at least I haven’t turned 31 yet (looks at Melissa).
But most importantly, I didn’t have to sit through “Bowling for Columbine”. And really, isn’t that all I could ask for.
So basically, Republicans have more fun. Them and the Democrats who marry them (looks at Melissa).
At least somebody’s happy. I have a $423.00 car repair I have to pay for today…just in time for the happy, happy holidays. My friend’s mom once told me that if money is your only problem, then it really isn’t a problem at all. I guess.
Oh, I have money issues as well, but your mom’s advice is correct.
I may just be in a great mood cause I have Superchunk blaring on my headphones right now, that tends to be all it takes for me.
(That, and I’m pretty sure my mom and dad have bought me a pet monkey for Christmas. Hopefully a cat-eating variety of monkey.)
NO MONKEYS!!!! Can you imagine the poo they would fling from the cat boxes? It would be like a war zone!
And of course I meant your friend’s mom’s advice is correct.
And sorry about the car repair.
well of COURSE Republicans have more fun. They’ve got all the money.
:D
Anyway. My holiday is going well, considering that I’m losing my job at the end of the year. But my sweetie moved in with me, we’re spending Christmas together, I got him some wonderful prezzies, and we’re hosting a small family Christmas Eve dinner. Things are good.
Oh wife of mine, did you miss the part about the “cat eating variety”? Hence, no cat poo to fling about. Let’s just hope he doesn’t follow YOU into the bathroom.
By the way, I’ve decided to name the him “Phillipe the Crazy Monkey Man”. That is as long as my parents love me enough to get me a monkey.
I heard they are getting Mihow a pet armadillo.
I could teach you all the secret Republican hand shake and dance that gets you $50 at every bank you stop by.
I taught it to Melissa but she got it wrong and accidently did the “My pants are on fire!” dance. Rather humiliating.
This thread was way too depressing, sorry if I’ve hijacked it.
Hee hee! I want to learn the secret Republican handshake!
Freakgirl, have you ever watched Mork and Mindy? It’s like that.
Ah….
actually … now I’m depressed. thanks a lot.
I wouldn’t want to learn the republican handshake if the gave me money, which they probably would…
even though Bowling for columbine was paranoid to an extent, I think more republicans should watch it and open their minds to the perspectives offered.
dammit. gun totin’ money bags.
I’m a firm believer that if you’re in love, nothing seems to be so bad. You can make it through anything.
That was just the most cheesy thing that ever came out of my mouth. Apologies.
Don’t apologize. It’s totally cool. I have to admit, it does make life a little easier.
Cheese = good. :]
Well Megan, I believe that children are our future. Teach them well and let them learn to love. Think of all the beauty they posses inside. Just don’t try to get to that beauty, cause they lock you up and throw away the key.
(I’m not sure if that last line is actually from the Whitney Houston song.)
I believe that crackpipes are our future. Use them well and let them lead the way. Think of all the beauty they posses inside.
Because the greatest crack of all, is coming all to me. I found the greatest love of all, inside a pipe.
i am a fair and loving person.
i am honest and try to be very, very respectful of others.
that all changes when rob gets a monkey and i have to sneak to his house (I STILL HAVE A KEY!) and tie he and the misses up and steal their monkey and go on a sort of monkey-and-clyde cross-country
– no, INTERNATIONAL (watch out arjen!) –robbing and shooting and poo-flinging spree to wipe out all of the Bah Humbug/Andrea types out there, leaving the world a HOLIDAY WONDERLAND – though a wonderland covered in poo and bulletholes.Can you take a couple of the cats too? Rob says the monkey will eat them but considering the size of Seuss it might take a while.
Ah, yes, a wonderland covered in poo and bulletholes. My dream come true.
:: cheese is foaming out of my mouth ::
Mihow – in case you did not see the Prime Time special, I will have you know that Whitney does not take crack. Crack is for the poor. Crack is Wack! She and Bobby ONLY party with high-end narcotics.
Tobyjoe – I hope you will get the monkey and appropriate outfit for the gunslinging poo spree, something with a newsboy cap and a holster, I think.
nico, my bad. I did not see the special. I think I was just making assumptions by her appearance; She looks like a crack whore indeed.
Tobyjoe you should colaborate with Nick Cave’s on his new Xmas Holiday Ballads, full length cd coming out next November.
The Phillipe the Crazy Monkey Man will also be wearing a Fez.
I think everything is funnier when a Fez is worn.
well, mihow, while you are spreading holiday cheer and buying thoughful gifts for loved ones, I am melting by brain in front of the tv shamefully reveling in the sordid lives of celebreties. Feel free to consult for any and all worthless entertainment news.
I want a Nick Cave Xmas album!
What would be on a Nick Cave Xmas album? :]
1) Have yourself a Deadly Little Christmas
I’m so sorry Freakgirl is losing her job!
Don’t cry for me, I could use a vacation. :)
toby..toby..toby
everyone knows that poo flinging is really called “fertilizing”. they do it on farmland.
ackin all tough.
somehow tobys violent fantasy sounded like a comic book. or monkeybone.
Enjoy your vacation Freakgirl!! (But I wish you lots of luck finding a new job when you are ready!)
Har, that whole Crack is Wack business killed me when I saw it! I would like to know, however, what exactly high-end narcotics are? Because I can’t think of anything that isn’t made in a filthy lab.
And Freakgirl, I didn’t realize you and Geekboy officially moved in together! Congratulations! I hope you guys are very happy and cozy!