Dec 25, 2005 11:58
I hate receiving sympathy when I don't want it. To have your friends and family all call and make sure you are fine on your own on christmas makes me feel like no one holds me as an individual in their minds. This might not be true, maybe they are all missing me, and wishing that I was with them to celebrate the holidays. You know everyone is just trying to spread the cheer, but it comes off as more of a charity case. And no one wants to be tiny tim, hobbling down the cobblestone. But to me, It's just another weekend, and I'm doing just fine, I went to a punk rock christmas last night, and watching the kid with a sleeve amnd a studded jacket give tips on how to make pork chops and mashed potatoes, there was a turkey a ham, and all the fixings you could want, plus beer and bud and some really kool people. Then tonight it is off to be with my family (aunt and cousins) going to a dinner of legends as described by my aunt, so I hope everyone is having a great holiday and I wish I could be there with you, but tonight when it turns dark, wish yourself a happy chanukkah from me.
Tis the season bitches!