I'm just being cranky and tired and old
Never, deb. Snarky and suffering from ennui, perhaps. Well-seasoned, not old. But never any of those nasty words you used. Ugh, you're a writer, you should know better.
We have to see the chimp playing hockey! That's hilarious! The ice is so slippery, and, and monkeys are all irrational. We have to see this!
Anya ,'Bring On The Night'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2004: Well, I Wasn't Expecting That.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2004? Don't think we've forgotten about you.
SailAweigh - Dec 22, 2004 6:34:20 pm PST #486 of 962
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
deborah grabien - Dec 22, 2004 6:37:53 pm PST #487 of 962
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
No, really. Tired and old. But actually not cranky. Mood's way weirder than that.
I wrapped all Mart's presents in red, and all Nic's in gold. I'll stick bows on them Saturday morning. Next week, I'm going into a baking frenzy.
SailAweigh - Dec 22, 2004 6:43:45 pm PST #488 of 962
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Mood's way weirder than that.
I resemble that remark. I seem to be alternating between ecstatic and terrified, with a side order of overwhelmed. I'd like to say it's been more this way since my mother died and I feel the burden of being the family matriarch (which, 47 here, how the hell can I be a family matriarch?), particularly at holidays, but it actually started a few years before that. There's something to be said for heading off to a tropical island at this time of year, I think I'd literally kill to be able to.
deborah grabien - Dec 22, 2004 6:46:29 pm PST #489 of 962
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I've never had the holiday blahs in my life, and I don't think I have them now. Much darker. Been puzzling it out in livejournal.
Feh. I should probably just go sit in a small dark room, or something.
SailAweigh - Dec 22, 2004 7:03:49 pm PST #490 of 962
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I should probably just go sit in a small dark room, or something
Actually, I'm going to do just that. It's past my bedtime and bedrooms are dark. Off I go.
Beverly - Dec 22, 2004 10:21:26 pm PST #491 of 962
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Am I the only person to not be gifted with one of Sail's cards?
No.
Volans - Dec 22, 2004 11:10:04 pm PST #492 of 962
move out and draw fire
The gift has been mailed. When it will get to my Secret Santee, I don't know. I'm still kind of off-balance with Embassy Athens - in Kuala Lumpur we had mail service every day, and extra around the holidays. Here, it's once a week regularly and they just decided not to have mail service this week, since it's Christmas. I hope no families here are waiting for something special in the mail.
In any case, I can't blame my whole delay on the APO system, because I fretted for weeks about what to get my Secret Santee...but it's en route now and hopefully will get there by Valentine's Day!
Kate P. - Dec 23, 2004 5:51:28 am PST #493 of 962
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
After many trials and travails, my gift has been mailed! Now it can finally be Christmas.
askye - Dec 23, 2004 6:04:57 am PST #494 of 962
Thrive to spite them
I love the holidays! Another department has an overabundance of food -- fudge, nuts, cookies, tangerines, oranges. A tenant is bringing up cookies..
No one is really around so I feel okay about eating at my desk (normally I'm not allowed because I have an image to project -- a receptionist should look competent and not be sticky-fingered).
P.M. Marc - Dec 23, 2004 6:35:53 am PST #495 of 962
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I got Buffista cards in the mail!
I'm giggling at them, and wishing I had someone to hand 'em to.