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Jan. 7th, 2004 05:24 pmWell, I guess it took me long enough, eh? I feel like such a doof, trying to figure out how everything works with this LJ thang. So far, no huge mishaps. Of course, now I'm sitting here with nothing to say. And -- if you know me -- that doesn't happen often. ;)
Bleh -- I never thought I'd ever hear myself say this (or read it), but OMG, I'm so freaking glad that the holidays are over. From the day I handed in final grades, it was nothing but: go here, do this, go there, do that, see this person, run here, buy that, decorate this, wrap that... Seriously, I was running pretty low on good-will toward men by the end, there. Because, really, on my first day away from Hell (eh, I mean "work"), I WANTED to go Christmas tree shopping? Riiiight. Because, you know -- head injury.
Don't get me wrong -- I dig the holiday season. Or I do, usually. But for some reason this year everything just rubbed me the wrong way (which can happen when it's all being shoved down your throat). Like -- okay, I got the fiance an Xbox game (among other things -- that boy was spoiled this year), and his mom calls me to ask me... something about some store that has since gone out of business. So I asked her if she'd bought him any Xbox games. Turns out we'd bought the same game. No big, right? She got hers at a store, I got mine online. In my world, the person for whom it would be a bigger pain in the ass, should not have to return the gift.
Long story short: I'm a doormat when it comes to this woman. I gritted my teeth and put on my happy voice, and said, "Sure! No problem!"
What I actually did: Told him what the gift was, ergo ruining his mom's surprise. (Yes. I know. Bad me.) And then, on the day after Christmas (!!!) we went to the store and exchanged the game for another one (even though it didn't come from that store).
But my point (lost there, for a moment) was that the incident shouldn't have ticked me off as much as it did. I've got a pretty good temper usually, but it was frayed and thin for some reason this year. Ah well. It's over, the holidays are done, and life is slowly starting to return to normal.
But, on a happy note -- it looks like the Brit Lit class that I'm teaching this semester won't get cancelled!!! *does happy dance*
Bleh -- I never thought I'd ever hear myself say this (or read it), but OMG, I'm so freaking glad that the holidays are over. From the day I handed in final grades, it was nothing but: go here, do this, go there, do that, see this person, run here, buy that, decorate this, wrap that... Seriously, I was running pretty low on good-will toward men by the end, there. Because, really, on my first day away from Hell (eh, I mean "work"), I WANTED to go Christmas tree shopping? Riiiight. Because, you know -- head injury.
Don't get me wrong -- I dig the holiday season. Or I do, usually. But for some reason this year everything just rubbed me the wrong way (which can happen when it's all being shoved down your throat). Like -- okay, I got the fiance an Xbox game (among other things -- that boy was spoiled this year), and his mom calls me to ask me... something about some store that has since gone out of business. So I asked her if she'd bought him any Xbox games. Turns out we'd bought the same game. No big, right? She got hers at a store, I got mine online. In my world, the person for whom it would be a bigger pain in the ass, should not have to return the gift.
Long story short: I'm a doormat when it comes to this woman. I gritted my teeth and put on my happy voice, and said, "Sure! No problem!"
What I actually did: Told him what the gift was, ergo ruining his mom's surprise. (Yes. I know. Bad me.) And then, on the day after Christmas (!!!) we went to the store and exchanged the game for another one (even though it didn't come from that store).
But my point (lost there, for a moment) was that the incident shouldn't have ticked me off as much as it did. I've got a pretty good temper usually, but it was frayed and thin for some reason this year. Ah well. It's over, the holidays are done, and life is slowly starting to return to normal.
But, on a happy note -- it looks like the Brit Lit class that I'm teaching this semester won't get cancelled!!! *does happy dance*
