Saturday, November 18, 2006

The cold hand of doom.

I'm starting to feel the unconscious pressure of not doing Christmas. As one of the other Tenters said, it's little digs and small drops of emotional blackmail and I don't like it at all. How is it fair to find yourself almost forced into whacking together the perfect festive season just because someone else says 'uh, I guess we're not decorating then' or 'I can't get around to dust' in a whiny, inherited from that bitch RR (ex) voice.

How can we make them understand we're tired, broke and dysfunctional enough without this. I loathe thinking about this time of year and that's not how things are supposed to be.

Season of goodwill? I don't think so.
Posted by General Disorder :: 12:13 am :: 0 Comments:

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