Modern versions of Christmas carrols

Ahem...

It's begining to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
Take a look at the city streets
And lots of roadkill meats
And parking spots that never existed before!

It's begining to look a lot like Christmas
Dont' forget the bateries
Cause you'll never be able to hear again
for the screams and wails of children
when their toys don't work immediatly.

A very long line for the clerks that loops around the store
And nobody can find the end
Whining brats who demand of this and that
are the bane of every parent and store
And where can you find child size straight jackets?

It's begining to look a lot like Christmas

Soon the cussing will start

And the thing that will make you grin

is the finger not for rings

Sticking up in the air

Wow, been busy

Starting Thursday, I wasn't able to make it into work. Sure, I could have walked if i REALLY wanted to...but i didn't so i mostly stayed near to my area.
On thursday, i went for a two hour long walk and finally got to Fred Myers's to try and finish up my shopping. However they didn't have 3 of the things i wanted to get. I figured there was still time.
On Friday, I had a nightmare that my dad had had a heart attack so i braved the icy streets and went to visit my parents and my friend Colin. My dad was just fine, but i mentioned my dream to mom and she seemed to take me seriously. Dad was social, probably haven gotten somewhat tired of just Mom's company. He helped me check my car to find out if i could use chains. The manual doesn't reccomend it, but I'm hoping to get a set that fits tightly enought that it won't damage my fenders. But for now i'm just going to be careful and try to stay home as much as possible.
I left my car at my parent's house that night and walked to my friend's colin's house about a mile away (all uphill). Once there it was a lot of WoW playing as Colin tested my knowledge of what he had spent hours testing me. I know i got all the answers right but i didn't use the specified names...just what number key they were attached to, much to his chagrin. :)
I stayed there that night and was woken up on Saturday at about 8 am (note that i went to bed at about 3 or so) by his step dad leaving the back door open for about ten minutes. it was about 9 degrees out. So i went up and stole half of colin's bed and a comforter and finished resting.
Sunday was full of snow. We ended up with snow drifts up to my knee. I mostly stayed in and played wow remotley with Colin and one of his college friends.
Monday, i decided it was not worth it to try and chase after three busses to get into work. So i stayed in again. But long about noon, i took another walk and decided that the roads were mostly slush.
This brought forth an adventure in driving on ice and snow and slush. thankfully, i didn't slide anywhere. But i did see several cars do enormously stupid things. I'll talk about those on another day.
Finally, the shopping was complete! As well as all the wapping and finding creative ways to package gift cards. While taping them to the bottom of a chunk of rail road tie was an immensly amusing gift, it's kind of been done to death in our family. So this year, i can't wait for my brother to open up an at home hair coloring kit or my uncle to open up cold medicine.

Attack of the Scrooge

Warning: If you want happy, sweet, joyful thoughts about this holiday season; Do not read further.

I love the holidays, really I do. I love the ice skating rinks and the brisk weather, snowflakes and christmas lights.

What irritates the hell out of me is the whining children, entitled consumers, public family arguments, agressive drivers, and inconsiderate, difficult teenagers.

Since many of you will have seen this, i will only elaborate on one instance of how rediculous Christmas has become this year alone.

Walking through the store one day trying to think of something considerate to get for my brother without a clue where to begin, i began just wandering, hoping my eye would catch on something. I was thinking about a set of poker chips and headed towards the gaming section.
While i was comparing prices I truely couldn't help but overhearing a very loud crash and a child ear splitting scream.
Concerned for what could possibly have made a kid scream like that, i rushed around the corner ready to offer assitance if i could. In the next isle, is a woman trying to pick up toys which had been knocked to the ground by a VERY unruly child of maybe 7 or 8.
I stepped mostly out of sight seeing the mother's frazzled state and not wanting her to feel humiliated further. The mother finished picking up the toys and then picked up what I figured out later to be a Nintendo DS. She handed it back to the child.
My jaw just about dropped clear to the floor when the child started whining again. saying "It's broken you stupid cow" This time the mom managed to capture the kids arm in mid swing as it tried to throw it again. She took it out of the child's hand and tried to mess with it. At that point i figured it was probably pretty broken; having just been launched a good five feet. All the while the child is yelling at the mom calling her stupid and demanding that she get a new one.
When it became clear that it was not just a simple matter of resetting, the mom hurried over to the electronics department which wasn't far away. I couldn't help myself, I followed to see what she would do. To my dismay, she proptly picked out a brand new pink Nintendo DS, pay for it and open it up to hand it to the child.
I was in too much shock to even say anything. This brings the Era of Entitlement to a whole new level. They don't even care about Christmas any more...it's an International Day of the Greedy, Ungrateful, Dissrespctful, Conumeristic Pains In the ASS.

This is what happens while my brain recovers from burnout...

I spend entirely too much time playing World of Warcraft, watching old movies, avoiding cleaning my very messy room without actually leaving it and apparently come up with another very likely novel idea.

*: I have achieved 4 whole levels in three days. For some this is like what happens in a single day, but that's saying a lot for me. I'm in love with Feline Form for my Tauren Druid. Between Swipe, Claw and Rake....i'm causeing nearly as much damage as the warrior of our party. Still need to learn how to manuver better...i don't know if my computer pseudo laggs or if it's my mouse or just my hand but all of my movement is jerky and disjointed making it difficult for me to manuver. On the plus side, i got a wireless keyboard and mouse...making my WoW obesssion (thanks alot Becca) all the more easy for me to live with.

**:When i was little, my Great Aunt and my Grandma used to come out and stay with us for the summer. I have a lot of good memories of them which slowly started to turn sad as they lost their memories and grew harsh and suspicious. But they did provide me with a great knowledge that i probably never would have come by otherwise....since it was summer and they had control of the TV, i was in charge of putting in all the old movies my mom could find. Things like "The Bells of St. Mary's, the African Queen, Shirley Temple movies, The King and I,...." I got to fall in love with characters when movies were still new. I forgot how much i used to enjoy the raw emotion, and dramatic facial expressions that have all but dissapeared in many of today's films, favored for slap stick humor. A story could be told without words back then... So thanks to Comcast.....i get to relive so many of my childhood favorites.

***: My room is a mess again....I haven't hung up my book shelf. so all my books are in the laundry basket still which means dirty clothes are on the floor. And breaking down the box for my tv meant all the styraphome is still around my room.

****: And yes, somehow my brain has not let go of NaNo. The wheels are still turning. Reading an artical about the odds of their being life beyond Earth, got me thinking. What happens after first contact? Who directs the relationship, how does the mutual learning develop. All these thoughts and all of a sudden i have the basis for another story. >_< no no no! brain stop doing this...i need to finish my current story! oh hell. Maybe i'll write this story instead of script frenzy in April...cause i don't think it can wait until November...

The black cloud has dissapated...and i didn't get hit by lightning after all....

Monday morning, I literally was one broken fingernail away from loosing all sembelance of control. It was like I had a black cloud following me around and it wouldn't go away. It must have seriously been fucking with my brain cause i started thinking things that were horrible thoughts.

On the way home from work i had a moment, i guess you could call it like a premonition, where i was certain i was experianceing a head on collision. I of course was sitting at a red light stuck in "going home" traffic and there was no way for me to go nearly fast enough for my airbag to deploy.
A few blocks later, i imagined that i was biting into something and imagined this searing pain in my gumline as if i had broken several of my teeth down into the root all at once. I shake my head and quickly pull into the nearest parking lot to get control of myself. I mean, these were vividly awful thoughts going through my head. I have no idea what prompted them, but after that they at least left me alone.

When i got home, i quickly darted into my room and got under the covers of my bed as fast as I could and just relaxed. Something about down comfortors just makes me calm down. I stayed there for about 45 minutes and just meditated in my warm little cocoon.

Thinking back over this weekend, i really have to feel proud of myself. My roommate springs on me that she's moving out and i didn't freak out, just started looking for ways to fix it. The tv blew up and i replaced it, my car got hit and i went after the jerk. Once my dad alerted me to my debit card being gone, i took care of it. Every little crisis that came up this weekend, I handled. I didn't go crying to mommy and daddy to kiss it and make it all better. Yeah, i freaked out to my best friend because i was overwhelmed, but i'm human, it happens. But when everything came down the wire, i was able to handle it and do something about it instead of sitting down and wailing about injustice and it's too hard.
Since i've moved out, i don't think my dad's quite come to terms that all of his kids are out on their own now. He's started becomming rather nasty about a lot of things. Telling us we have to deal with it on our own when we come to him for what he used to give sage advice for. Even my sister who was the first one out, has noticed a hostile change in him since I moved out. It was very hard for me to go straight into independence without my dad as a resource anymore even just for advice, or anything.
But this weekend has proven to me that even though i get overwhelmed, i still can buck up and get the job done. It's proving that i can do this on my own if necessary.