its christmas eve. it almost feels like its snuck up on me out of the blue. i've been avoiding the whole christmas thing. i had a bad experience in giant tiger that really turned me off the whole expected behaviour towards christmas. besides, i don't like to be told "its december so you've got to be listening to nothing but christmas carols!" actually, no one has said that to me, but i feel that kind of pressure. yesterday at work i could hear christmas carols coming out of someone's cube so i turned up the volume on my tunes so i didn't have to hear it. that makes me sounds very "scrooge" like, but christmas doesn't mean carols to me. it means the birth of christ and spending time with my family. and that's all that matters to me.
of course i'm totally thrilled about having a week off work, but that isn't "christmas". and i'm really looking forward to hanging out with my friends. i've missed them this week which is funny, as in strange.
so i'm doing my laundry right now because i need non-mustard covered pants and because i need my laundry basket to cart my gifts off to joy's. all my gifts are wrapped in the exact same paper, with a little paper hot pepper as the label that came out of a PRINT magazine. i'll stay over night at the oldings (joy and tim's) tonight and tomorrow night. oooh, and they're not even gonna make me go to church on christmas day. we don't usually, but this year christmas is on sunday and i've been dreading that for probably 10 years now because of my "anti-outside" christmas rule. i remember there was a leap day last time christmas was supposed to land on a sunday so that cleared me for that year. the service at next is cancelled, but not at my family's church. but they don't wanna go either, so that made my day.
we were given a christmas turkey by the president of my company. its huge. at first i was like "what am I gonna do with a turkey?!?!" but then i realized, i can take it to joy's for our christmas dinner. ok. so i guess i should get moving. i've got to get dressed, tidy my room and have some breakfast. or lunch. or i guess it would be a late lunch. oh well.
merry christmas!!
this restlessness inside of me
it knows that you're no stranger
you're my gravity
my hands will adore you through all darkness aim
and reinvent your name
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