Dec 24, 2006 16:07
It's not that I'm having a bad Christmas. The thing is the disappointment. My family never
ceases to disappoint me. I know that I'm not the most mature person, but their level of
immaturity is disgusting. I love them, but they piss me off. When I'm in New York, I'm not very
Jewish, but here, it's different. Yesterday, my uncle said something to the extent of "we made
pork lasagna, but weren't sure if you ate pork because of the whole Jewish thing." I just
laughed it off.
They had been having trouble thinking of what to get me, so they asked. I asked for two simple
items and got neither. I got a gift card (the penultimate shitty present, next to money) and a
mini tool set. Well, those are half of the presents. I'll see the other half tonight, but
nothing else could be shaped like something desired.
Then, they started making all their Bush jokes, which I object to. I said that it's old and
everything has been said. Bush is old news get over it. He's a bad president, now tell me
something interesting, please. How many people died is meaningless and his level of incompetence
and getting the news out is as well. The only people who are going to read/watch that bullshit
are people who already know, not dirty, hick, southerners. Of course all they said was "but
people are dying!!!" I don't give a shit. Fucking bleeding hearts. I think that I'm a radical
moderate since my level of hate for the extremists is so strong.
I hate my family's politics, ability to disappoint, and mid-western semi-racism. I miss New
York.