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fightingthecage) wrote2005-12-08 09:48 pm
fightingthecage) wrote2005-12-08 09:48 pm
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What happened to fun holidays?
So. Christmas. Blah.
It does not feel like Christmas this year. Granted, there has been one fall of snow and it even managed to stick around for all of four hours! Other than that, it's gone mild again - I hate that in December. It should be cold and snowy in winter, and it never is. I blame reading too many books on having false hope about things like the weather. And other things too obviously. Ugh.
And so, for the second year running, I will not be going to my mothers for the holidays. At least I won't be on my own this year, I'm staying with my housemate (Jen) and her boyfriend (Jake). Only problem with this being - Jake is a pain in the ass. Nice, but a pain in the ass. It'll be fun, we'll all get hammered - but Jen is already talking about us all sitting down next week and making a kitty for booze/Christmas food etc. As she's planning on drinking a lot - this is going to get expensive.
I? Currently have 7p. For the Americans out there, thats about $0.12. *sigh* It seems a begging call to my mother is going to have to take place. This is not going to be fun. At all. She'll be OK with it, I expect - I'm just terrified she's going to say 'I'll pay your train fare to come down instead!' Which wouldn't be so bad, but meh, it just means that either way, Christmas is going to be something to get through rather than be properly enjoyed.
ETA: In other news - James Blunt is love. I highly recommend the album 'Back to Bedlam'. Fucking incredible.
It does not feel like Christmas this year. Granted, there has been one fall of snow and it even managed to stick around for all of four hours! Other than that, it's gone mild again - I hate that in December. It should be cold and snowy in winter, and it never is. I blame reading too many books on having false hope about things like the weather. And other things too obviously. Ugh.
And so, for the second year running, I will not be going to my mothers for the holidays. At least I won't be on my own this year, I'm staying with my housemate (Jen) and her boyfriend (Jake). Only problem with this being - Jake is a pain in the ass. Nice, but a pain in the ass. It'll be fun, we'll all get hammered - but Jen is already talking about us all sitting down next week and making a kitty for booze/Christmas food etc. As she's planning on drinking a lot - this is going to get expensive.
I? Currently have 7p. For the Americans out there, thats about $0.12. *sigh* It seems a begging call to my mother is going to have to take place. This is not going to be fun. At all. She'll be OK with it, I expect - I'm just terrified she's going to say 'I'll pay your train fare to come down instead!' Which wouldn't be so bad, but meh, it just means that either way, Christmas is going to be something to get through rather than be properly enjoyed.
ETA: In other news - James Blunt is love. I highly recommend the album 'Back to Bedlam'. Fucking incredible.
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