A friend asked me why I don't like Christmas, and started thinking about it again, I still honestly couldn't tell ya. It's not cos I'm like jaded or some shit, I mean, I get REALLY ballz-out and unabashedly enthused about Halloween, St. Patty's, New Years, Valentines Day and stuffs. Hell, I celebrated Robert Smith's birthday this year, and dubbed it, so creatively!, Robert Smith Day. Wifey pointed out that the Valentine's holiday we celebrate is actually Anti-Valentine's, so if we had an Anti-Christmas party I would prolly dig it. Like, I'd wear black stuff and drink cheap azz Wild Irish Rose and yell all "Fuck this and that!" like I do for other holidays. Hmmm. I think it's because this holiday comes and goes so quick it's like a drive-by of emotions that I never quit can grasp. I'm just an anti-alterna-poophead I guess. It's easier to just be a grump or ignore the whole shebang than try and fail to feel a certain fulfillment. Like, why even bother or something? I found this on my Too Much Coffee Man site, and it made me happy.
Hehe.
Although, Christmas shopping today, I did find 80% off some cool ass cds at Tower. And I wandered around the Liquor and Wine Warehouse for prolly a little too long ( so many types of sake! energy vodka!! why no Mad Dog 20/20?!), and looked at stupid pointless overpriced shit in Urban Outfitters. That also made me pwetty hoppy.
Now the next SHITTY part of my Christmas is getting my Amtrack ticket home for Christmas Eve. Weeee! Nothing better than traveling on the holidays! I might invest in a flask. Uuugh. But when I get home I will see my hugbunnies in ol' suburban D-town, and see this movie-Black Christmas-nothing like some good old-fashioned blood n' guts n' killing sorority girls to celebrate Christmas! I'm weird.
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