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Happy triptophan(sp?) day...
Nov. 27th, 2003 02:36 amI have sat here for a very long time trying to come up with a meaningful post of things that I am thankful for. Those things I am completely thankful for are very basic in nature, as everything else seems to have a grey pall thrown over it.
I am thankful that I have warm clothes.
I am thankful I have houses to sleep in.
I am thankful various roomates can tolerate me.
I am thankful that I have access to food.
I am thankful that I have decent health.
I am thankful that my family, bio and extended, have their health, mostly.
I am thankful I have the chance to continue to grow as a person.
Everything else seems grey. Dull.
I hate this season.
All the fucking jewlrey commercials rubbing in just how much of a looser you are if:
a) you can't get your significant thing a glorified piece of coal, (because really, what else is a diamond?,) or
b) you have no significant thing to get you said lump of coal.
It's almost as bad as fucking Feb. 14. If I hear that Damned Beldon Jewlers Commercial again, I may hunt down the advertising exec who comissioned the damn "go straight to her heart" jingle and papercut them to death with the sheet music. Their death should be as slow and painful as having to listen to that blasted thing about 20 times a day.
Nevermind the Cost of the season. Must buy this, Must have that. Must Get Get Get so you can Give Give Give, or you're not a very worthwhile friend, now are you?
It's internal guilt, I know. But it still sucks. Confronted every day by idiots and morons buying heaps of useless shit that they give to people who really don't want the useless shit, but accept it, and then return it later for some equally as useless shit.
Note to self, dig up seasonal rant from last year, this time. End Note.
It's a season all about family, and friends, and togetherness, when really, there are some days where I'd like nothing better than to punch the next person I see square in the eye and spit in their shoes.
Emotions have been rocky lately. Swiched Meds. Have noticed a certain level of paranoia lately that is rather disturbing. Not related, I think, but odd. Work has me wired, have redeveloped a caffine dependancy, am tired of feeling like I let everyone down, including myself. I'm so damn miserable half the time, even I don't like being around me. But I've never been comfortable with Me, so maybe that's part of the problem.
Have a good turkey day, everyone.
Make sure you let those you care about know you think about them.
- k.
I am thankful that I have warm clothes.
I am thankful I have houses to sleep in.
I am thankful various roomates can tolerate me.
I am thankful that I have access to food.
I am thankful that I have decent health.
I am thankful that my family, bio and extended, have their health, mostly.
I am thankful I have the chance to continue to grow as a person.
Everything else seems grey. Dull.
I hate this season.
All the fucking jewlrey commercials rubbing in just how much of a looser you are if:
a) you can't get your significant thing a glorified piece of coal, (because really, what else is a diamond?,) or
b) you have no significant thing to get you said lump of coal.
It's almost as bad as fucking Feb. 14. If I hear that Damned Beldon Jewlers Commercial again, I may hunt down the advertising exec who comissioned the damn "go straight to her heart" jingle and papercut them to death with the sheet music. Their death should be as slow and painful as having to listen to that blasted thing about 20 times a day.
Nevermind the Cost of the season. Must buy this, Must have that. Must Get Get Get so you can Give Give Give, or you're not a very worthwhile friend, now are you?
It's internal guilt, I know. But it still sucks. Confronted every day by idiots and morons buying heaps of useless shit that they give to people who really don't want the useless shit, but accept it, and then return it later for some equally as useless shit.
Note to self, dig up seasonal rant from last year, this time. End Note.
It's a season all about family, and friends, and togetherness, when really, there are some days where I'd like nothing better than to punch the next person I see square in the eye and spit in their shoes.
Emotions have been rocky lately. Swiched Meds. Have noticed a certain level of paranoia lately that is rather disturbing. Not related, I think, but odd. Work has me wired, have redeveloped a caffine dependancy, am tired of feeling like I let everyone down, including myself. I'm so damn miserable half the time, even I don't like being around me. But I've never been comfortable with Me, so maybe that's part of the problem.
Have a good turkey day, everyone.
Make sure you let those you care about know you think about them.
- k.
