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[apocalypsos]

Last night at work, I was accused of having no Christmas spirit because part of the whole Christmas-party thing was that we were supposed to wear pajama bottoms and/or Christmas shirts and I didn't. And to be honest, I don't this year. I don't have any decorations up (can't afford to get any this year, truth be told), getting presents is getting to be a hassle, if I hear one more Christmas song, I'm going to scream, the weather's starting to piss me off (and usually I'm pretty forgiving of snow and cold up until Christmas, but this year ... yuck), and honestly I'm more looking forward to yuletide fics and six days off and two days of big dinners with my family than presents. The closest thing I've felt to Christmas spirit in the past few weeks has been that warm and fuzzy feeling I get every time I see that Coke commercial with the penguins and the polar bears. (Although that's more of a "AWW! KYOOOTE BABEEEZ!" kind of a reaction than anything else.)

Also, I haven't gotten to write fic or work on the Books of Boggs (other than the plotting I do in my head to make time pass at work, which doesn't really count much since I haven't gotten to write half of it down) or answer emails (and I swear if you've sent me emails in the past week or so and I haven't answered it yet, it's on my to-do list). I really just want this holiday season and this goddamn winter over as soon as possible.

So, yeah, not in the best of moods right now. And I get to take this brilliant mood with me to work. *sighs*

Watching the original King Kong isn't helping. I'm supposed to be all swept up in classic movie glee and instead my inner six-year-old is weeping tears of bookworm agony because a ferocious man-eating Brontosaurus just ate a guy.

EDIT: Did I mention that the high school reunion that was supposed to be held in August is actually being held next Friday night? And that I'm not going? For one thing, I have to work that night, and I'm not even sure I'd go if I could. My mom kept saying I should go and everybody I graduated with turned out to be really great in the end, but part of me still feels like that introverted little twerp who feels totally uncomfortable and dorky around all of them. Also, I need a haircut. I have so many split ends I feel like an episode of Lost.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

I wish more people felt like you. But hey, even you look forward to food, family and fic.

[spyderqueen.livejournal.com]

Well, since Brontosaurus doesn't technically exist, I suppose they can eat whatever they damned well please.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

Heh. This is true. :)

[azurelunatic]

And if you're comparing the Brontosaurus to something like the gentle hen, they snap at flies and eat wiggly, wiggly worms with glee. And I guess a human is about worm-sized, comparatively.

I mean, if your head was on a level with treetops, wouldn't you be tempted to snap at a passing kite-sized dragonfly every now and then?

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

To the brontosaurs' credit, I'm sure that the screamy, flaily humans look a lot like daffodils. I know I've made that mistake before, and boy howdy, was it EMBARASSING.

[coyotegoth.livejournal.com]

My inner eight-year-old bookworm pretty well hung up the phone somewhere around, "Square/cube law- how come Kong's legs aren't breaking with each step?" And let's not even talk about how a faily of big meat-eaters would support themselves on a place the size of Skull Island; at least in Jurassic Park, they specifically showed that someone was feeding them...*Ahem*

/geekrant

[phillyexpat.livejournal.com]

I was this close to not going to my high school reunion, but, ultimately, I'm glad I did. I realized I didn't give a shit how any of them felt about me, and I ended up having a great time. Granted, there was alcohol there (thank God).

[wal-lace.livejournal.com]

There, there. It was a mutant brontosaurus. That had been starved for the past three weeks. And the man it ate had fallen in a large vat of bracken-flavour jelly in the preceding scene, which unfortunately was removed from the final cut for reasons of runtime.

My husband and I were just talking about this!

[etod.livejournal.com]

I agree with you. For some reason this year just doesn't feel Christmasy. I've felt really sluggish about putting up any decorations or doing much of anything really. :\ Boo-hoo to my Christmas spirit.

[fyrdrakken]

My own holiday spirit has been a bit delayed in coming this year -- I'm attributing it to a combination of burnout and commercial overload -- but this weekend it finally kicked in. At least sufficiently for me to A) upload a decent selection of holiday music that doesn't aggravate the hell out of me and B) put up the tree and some incidental house decorations this evening.

Really, it's enough to make me empathize with the people who put up gory horrifying holiday displays.

[sleepyaardvark.livejournal.com]

I'm with you this year. I really just want the holidays to be over and get started with a brand new year.