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Dec. 22nd, 2004 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today, I must escape from work early to buy chocolates, the Scissor Sisters album, various sister-y rubbish, some seaweed for sushi, a Rat Pack DVD, the Il Divo CD, pick up my prescription, take my camera film to the developer, send off the last couple of packages, organise an induction for our new Occupational Therapist, finish going through the admissions figures for 2004 and get enrolled for that bloody Spanish class.
Also, I should point out that I am fully aware of the irony of my journal's title and subtitle. The Sound and the Fury signifies the fleeting, unimportant nature of a human life; It lasts for always is the skin horse's confirmation that we each leave our mark. I didn't plan it that way. I just like the two phrases.
ARRGH! Two days to go and I have to plunge into capitalist scheisse and run around like a blue-arsed fly! Roll on 2005.
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Date: 2004-12-22 04:29 am (UTC):D
See, you should leave
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Date: 2004-12-22 09:30 am (UTC)At least prissy
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Date: 2004-12-23 02:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-24 11:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 05:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 09:29 am (UTC)What gets me is this present-buying, though. It drives me nuts-- if someone sees something they think I would like throughout the year, they just buy it for me. Because they feel obliged at Christmas, they end up buying me any old tat that I don't want or need.
And I hate giving meaningless gifts, so I hunt high and low for something special, only to end up with something hundreds of other people have whipped off the shelves.
I can't stand the emptiness of this time of year-- I think it's why so many people sink into depression in January; the Christmas period has made them believe in peace and flashing lights and gluttony-- none of that can be sustained.
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Date: 2004-12-23 12:25 am (UTC)But we pressurise ourselves and each other to enjoy it, to participate in certain ways... and women in particular, I think, are very prone to the whole "doing too much" thing. We try too hard to keep other people happy... I had some particularly daft conversations with Mum as we tried to work out whether certain cards might hurt particular peoples' feelings for various complex-yet-obvious-if-you-knew-the-situation reasons.
Now, I know there'll come a point on Christmas Eve when we'll sit down exhausted and just watch a bit of telly, and after that it'll be great (barring Kathleen v. Sophie bitchfest on Xmas Day... which could in itself be entertaining!). But every year I tell myself I'll get what needs done finished long before that, and every year it doesn't happen. Hmmm.
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Date: 2004-12-24 11:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 09:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 09:29 am (UTC)Bah, humbug. ;)
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Date: 2004-12-22 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-24 11:22 am (UTC)Oh my God! Am becoming