bleh.
i’m annoyed and tired and all sorts of freaked/stressed out, but it’s ok now cuz i can at least play videogames. and by play videogames i mean horribly destroy/obliterate all of my pikmin and let my little space man asphyxiate on a hostile planet after his partially-recovered ship comes crashing down to the ground. also: passing out the wrong way on the bed with the lights completely on. woo.
all of this super awesomeness is brought to you by the boy’s insistence that i have a “functioning” tv in my room. and by functioning, i mean freaking giant and awesome.
of course, now i think my christmas present to him totally sucks the 12 dicks of failure now.
le sigh.
10 Things You Love About the Holidays
- seeing my daddy & brother
- seeing my friends back home
- real mexican food
- nothing
- nothing
- nothing
- nothing
- nothing
- nothing
- nothing
i’m so not in the holiday spirit this year. in fact, i can hardly wait until it’s completely over and i can just fucking get on with my life, you know? it’s just…ugh.
it’s such bad timing of the year that i’m so swamped and busy and also broke. so i can’t get people the things i really want to get them. also, the weather is usually dismal and icky. and there is also travel.
which, i’m just so not excited for. even seeing the gravy and kimmers and brubaker isn’t that exciting. of course, that will probably change once i get there, but i’m just so frustrated and worried. i do want to see my coca and stuff, and i hope to get ahold of the pannebakers or at least spend a few minutes talking to fran, but i just don’t know anymore.
everything sucks.
and i’m worried.
and even the few things i liked about home aren’t even novelties anymore. it’s not the “one time of year i get to drive” because my car is here now — which i love. and it’s not special because of midnight mass anymore since the stupid lj parish went and cancelled — freaking cancelled!!! — midnight mass.
and…every time i talk to my daddy he just sounds weaker and weaker.
and it scares me.