Buck up, campers!
Why is it the thing now to talk about "surviving" the holidays, like it's this forced death march, a huge drag, a mainline bummer of the worst kind? There's nothing but cocktail parties and food fests between now and January 1, so I don't see the huge goddamn problem. Yeah, OK, sometimes people have crappy families, or somebody close to them has lumbago or something, but on the whole, without a personal and specific reason to be bummed and cynical, why is it kewl now for the default mode to be all "waaah, the holidays suck! booooo hooooo!"
Fuck that noise. Bring on the Bailey's and the GIANT ROASTED TURKEYS!
Fuck that noise. Bring on the Bailey's and the GIANT ROASTED TURKEYS!
Labels: first-world problems
posted by Gleemonex at 2:14 PM
3 Comments:
I like the way you think, Glee...
here in exurbiaplexland, people still tend to keep their dislike of "the holidays" to themselves.
probably because -- around here -- if you dislike Christmas and ThanksChristGiving, then you're a Jeebus-hating non-consuming commie pinko fag who wants the terrorists to win.
i don't hate the holidays. but definitely something unlikeable about them is the feeling of dreadly obligation that goes along with them. there's all these various kabuki-like motions you must go through, or else you hurt various people's feelings. and you make baby Jeebus cry.
but i guess ya don't have nearly so much of that stuff out in Hedonism-atheistan. [typed as the envy courses through my veins]
Ha! No, you don't really -- just invitations to people's, like, Anti-Christmas All-Naked Hippie MoonGoddess Festivals (complete with vegan snax and drum circle -- bring your own drum!). There is tiresome shit everywhere you go, doncha know ...
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