Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Oh dear me.

The first cracking point arrived last night.

Rooting through a forum I go to I had the unfortunate fate to read a post mentioning it was just over four weeks until Christmas and my brain (which last calculated it as eight weeks) freaked out. I couldn't stop it, complete panic set in and I went straight to Amazon to order the three things I casually marked down for presents for my family (not RR, she can piss off).

Is doing that an utter failure? I mean, by this point I'd normally have everything ordered and on the way but I only have these three items (nothing more) because I can't think of anything else anyway. I feel it will sate my panic and at least I've bought something so people don't get upset.

You see, this is why I have no fun. It's all pressure and misery and that's the last thing you need on top of SAD and everything else. I want the Christmas card scenario, where people are happy with nuts and a satsuma and it snows.

Bah, this is all shit.
Posted by General Disorder :: 9:42 pm :: 2 Comments:

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