The end is near, people!

I just now realized I actually titled this post "The Last Post". No, 'fraid not. I think I'm going to continue beating this dead horse for a while yet.

Although I've been suffering through the blahs this month, it really hasn't been that bed. I've kept fairly busy so that it has flown by with very little wallow time. I also watched Precious on Sunday afternoon, and watching a 15 year old become a homeless single mom to 2 babies who are the result of incest... well, that puts things into perspective

Our work party was this weekend, which was fun. As likely the only party I'll take part in this year, it'll do.

Which means my thoughts are turning to Christmas - that's right, I said it. I love snow and presents and rich food and days off and shopping and debt. December 1st is really the only decent time to even think about, much less start decorating for, Christmas. I must say, I quietly judge all those who have lights and (*gasp!*) trees up before December 1st. But after that, it's open game.

I was having a morning fraught with rage, annoyance, and fierce sense of protectiveness. I was wallowing in this negative energy. To immerse myself even more in this negativity, I hit up Lamebook (very graphic and bloody link!) and laughed at people laughing at other people on Facebook.

But then, I got my first WIN.
(this exchange of comments only make sense if you've seen the post, but if you can't stomach it, it's a picture of an expelled placenta in a bowl)


Caleb November 24th, 2009 at 8:37 am

I suppose it was inevitable.

Although there has been no major catastrophes this November - besides more flooding and leaking in our townhouse - I find myself this week with a case of the who-gives-a-flying-fuck. I'm completely bluuurrrgggh. Apathetic and lazy. REALLY lazy. I've lost all motivation to do nearly anything and would frankly just love to sit in bed for days, watch pirated movies and eat garbage. And maybe it's not completely November's fault. Maybe there are some biorhythms at play, but I think it's to my advantage to blame my ennui on November because at least there is an end in sight.

Speaking of, I am looking forward to Christmas, akshully. MW is coming home with me this year, and I think that will be nice. We will also have the kitties with us, which means its going to be a massive pain in the arse to get home and back. But it will work out. It always does. I can't wait to finally have a vehicle, though. I've been torturing myself looking at cars on Kijiji, but that it still a year or so off. Dang.

It's back.

I have to admit, so far, so good. The world has not collapsed, the sky has no fallen, and all my insides are not on my outside. There are still 26 more days left to endure, but this year might just buck the trend.

Speaking of, erh, bucking, I gotta tell ya: I wouldn't come a-knocking because my townhouse has been a-rockin'. I'm not sure why, but I'm not complaining. We have suddenly moved from a once a week couple to more of a once-a-day couple. I know this will not last (nor do I think I would want it to), so I'm enjoying it.