Well, no one else is posting so it’s time for a bloody good moaning rant.
I’m not normally a “bag humbug” type, I … enjoy crimbo. I see my family, I eat round my nan’s house, see my cousin and play about. It’s nice, I enjoy it. This year though, that might not be happening.
I’m just not in the mood. Not in the slightest. The more crimbo get rammed down my damn throat the more I’m hating it. I’m getting to the point of wanting to punch cheery street crimbo people for some release.
Nothings changes, I’m still old, fat, jobless and cashless. For some reason it’s just worse now. No clue as to why it just is.
Could be the cold or my lack of car (going slightly crazy from that) or again the lack of cash from it going on to my car.
So with all this, you know what. I’m skipping crimbo. I’m going to get my mum something and thats it. Lock myself in the garage or plonk myself in front of the PC and do database work till my eyes bleed. No drink, no food, no cheer, just me and something to do.
So screw crimbo.
Grrr.
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Now playing: Maximum The Hormone - What’s up. people?!
via FoxyTunes
Well I did all my Christmas ranting in late summer and Autumn, your turn now
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkf2ZXJP7v8 will hopefully cheer you up (if you can watch it after the planned site maintenance).
That and the DVD of Bad Santa which I feel like buying are the perfect antidote to Christmas, on the day my first Christmas card arrived from a rellie.
In fact since it’s 2am and I need more Christmas laughs I’ve just bought it from Play - perfect to watch every year.
to get artound it, just don’t watch telly, and do something else. that’s what i do. Then i let all my childhood dreams about christmas just take over, as opposed to sue barker trying to sell me a sofa that probably won’t arrive in time for christmas, regardless of her guarantee. that way christmas is based on nice things like spending time with my family, as opposed to the aforementioned sofa.
Bad Santa arrived, but so did a Christmas card from people I always have to chase to contact, they never call me. I’m sending overseas cards with Happy New Year written inside, wherever they are in the world they make more of an effort to contact me than people here at home.
I’m just going to see if they even notice when I don’t bother sending one back this year…
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