It's funny how things change. Growing up, I was like my mother, enjoying the holiday season in pretty much every aspect: stockings, decorations, putting up a tree, gift wrapping, etc.
Getting older, I started taking after my dad. A crude drawing of a tree with the presents underneath still in their shopping bags was plenty sufficient for me. Stockings were alright, maybe a novelty dancing snowman for good measure.
Now, I'm just bored/annoyed with the whole thing, and about the only part I find myself appreciating is some of the music and the Frosty the Snowman cartoon playing non-stop in the Imaginarium overnight at work.
It's cliche, and probably more exagerated than how I feel, but...
Bah, humbug.
LBD "Nytetrayn"
Getting older, I started taking after my dad. A crude drawing of a tree with the presents underneath still in their shopping bags was plenty sufficient for me. Stockings were alright, maybe a novelty dancing snowman for good measure.
Now, I'm just bored/annoyed with the whole thing, and about the only part I find myself appreciating is some of the music and the Frosty the Snowman cartoon playing non-stop in the Imaginarium overnight at work.
It's cliche, and probably more exagerated than how I feel, but...
Bah, humbug.
LBD "Nytetrayn"
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Date: 2003-12-04 02:02 am (UTC)LBD "Nytetrayn"
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