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Dec. 15th, 2005 01:14 amSo....
tired tired tiredtiredtiredtiredPANG.
At 12:25, like flicking a switch, I went from lying in bed thinking about nothing because my brain was already asleep and was waiting for my body to follow it to lying in bed staring at the ceiling.
And I don't think I've mentioned it but I really fucking hate that advert that solemnly asserts that it's not your music, or your neighborhood, or your personalty that says the most about you--it's your watch.
Yes. It's your motherfucking *watch* that defines what you are as a person. Usually adverts say exactly that, but they're a little more subtle about it. I become unreasonably emotional every time that advert comes on.
After watching the Daily Show, I've realized that my War against Christmas really is childish and immature, and it's very important that when we celebrate the birth of the Messiah three to four months early that we remember The Reason For The Season. I'm going to start wishing people a Jesusy Christ Christ and a Christy New Christ.
Yeah. Awake.
tired tired tiredtiredtiredtiredPANG.
At 12:25, like flicking a switch, I went from lying in bed thinking about nothing because my brain was already asleep and was waiting for my body to follow it to lying in bed staring at the ceiling.
And I don't think I've mentioned it but I really fucking hate that advert that solemnly asserts that it's not your music, or your neighborhood, or your personalty that says the most about you--it's your watch.
Yes. It's your motherfucking *watch* that defines what you are as a person. Usually adverts say exactly that, but they're a little more subtle about it. I become unreasonably emotional every time that advert comes on.
After watching the Daily Show, I've realized that my War against Christmas really is childish and immature, and it's very important that when we celebrate the birth of the Messiah three to four months early that we remember The Reason For The Season. I'm going to start wishing people a Jesusy Christ Christ and a Christy New Christ.
Yeah. Awake.
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Date: 2005-12-15 09:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-15 09:31 am (UTC)Personally, I think I just like to rant. I've got my rantypants on. Ranty McRantster.
I'm also extra cranky because I'm really really tired but I can't go to sleep. *AGAIN*.
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Date: 2005-12-15 03:57 pm (UTC)Woe is me
Date: 2005-12-15 04:01 pm (UTC)Apparently I'm not a person.
-Megs
Re: Woe is me
Date: 2005-12-15 06:24 pm (UTC)Re: Woe is me
Date: 2005-12-15 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-15 06:27 pm (UTC)Uh. Um. .....Sure?
(Wow. I hope I get a brain before I have to go to work.)
Re: Woe is me
Date: 2005-12-15 06:48 pm (UTC)-F
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Date: 2005-12-15 06:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-16 01:37 am (UTC)In the end it's a holiday, everyone is supposed to be nice to each other and see beyond our own pointy little noses. So let's just do that, in however way you choose, and leave the rest alone.
Thus ends The Traditional Christmas Rant. Good night and good luck.
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Date: 2005-12-16 04:39 am (UTC)It has nothing to do with whose god was born, whose god died, or whose god did what with a day's supply of oil, but it's still genuine. And according to what I read in the Bible, Jesus thinks that hospitality and good cheer are okay things even in December.