Christmas, and to a lesser extent New Years celebrations are for me reminders of how very old I am becoming, and very fast it seems to be happening.
Yeah, I'm only 24. 25 this year. 'Quarter of a century!' Nic reminded me last night. But- it never ceases to astound me that through this near quarter of a century, my nearest and dearest have no real idea about who I am. This, my friends, is reflected in the gifts I recieve at christmas.
A few of the more perculiar items I have received, this christmas, and the last:
A gym ball.
A key ring that lights up.
A portable electronic Hangman game.
A flat plate for pizza, complete with pizza cutting wheely thing.
Now, it's not that I'm not grateful for items. It's the thought process behind the purchase that I'm interested in. Particularly the Hangman game one. Nic pointed out just last night that it is the single most pointless machine in the history of the world. It's hang man. you need a bit of paper and a pencil. That's it. Well, you need another person, I suppose.
Sigh.
How can you know me for nigh on 25 years and not find a present that would appeal, hmm? How? And you don't know, why didn't you just ask?
Best presents I got this year?
Gin, Whiskey, and Cash.
(And my Incredible Hulk underpants. But I'm trying to sound jaded and morose, if you please. Seriously though, they fucking rock. I've got the hulk on my balls. so fuck you.)
So, ladies and gentlemen if you would be so kind - please throw money and booze my way in future, and let me kill myself the slow and classy way, as opposed to the smashing of plastic junk into my eyes, and the slashing of my wrists with esoteric kitchen implements.
And there's New Year to celebrate. No. No, of course I don't care. I will however be very glad to see the arse of 2005 teeter and crash into the sea and be washed the fuck away.
2006 will bring a new flat, new jobs, a new kitty, and new computer for Nic, and hopefully a jolly old time.
Resolutions? I'm far too arrogant to make any.
I should probably do something about this feeling that everyone in the world is fucking crazy save for myself, though.
To 2006.
*clink*
Yeah, I'm only 24. 25 this year. 'Quarter of a century!' Nic reminded me last night. But- it never ceases to astound me that through this near quarter of a century, my nearest and dearest have no real idea about who I am. This, my friends, is reflected in the gifts I recieve at christmas.
A few of the more perculiar items I have received, this christmas, and the last:
A gym ball.
A key ring that lights up.
A portable electronic Hangman game.
A flat plate for pizza, complete with pizza cutting wheely thing.
Now, it's not that I'm not grateful for items. It's the thought process behind the purchase that I'm interested in. Particularly the Hangman game one. Nic pointed out just last night that it is the single most pointless machine in the history of the world. It's hang man. you need a bit of paper and a pencil. That's it. Well, you need another person, I suppose.
Sigh.
How can you know me for nigh on 25 years and not find a present that would appeal, hmm? How? And you don't know, why didn't you just ask?
Best presents I got this year?
Gin, Whiskey, and Cash.
(And my Incredible Hulk underpants. But I'm trying to sound jaded and morose, if you please. Seriously though, they fucking rock. I've got the hulk on my balls. so fuck you.)
So, ladies and gentlemen if you would be so kind - please throw money and booze my way in future, and let me kill myself the slow and classy way, as opposed to the smashing of plastic junk into my eyes, and the slashing of my wrists with esoteric kitchen implements.
And there's New Year to celebrate. No. No, of course I don't care. I will however be very glad to see the arse of 2005 teeter and crash into the sea and be washed the fuck away.
2006 will bring a new flat, new jobs, a new kitty, and new computer for Nic, and hopefully a jolly old time.
Resolutions? I'm far too arrogant to make any.
I should probably do something about this feeling that everyone in the world is fucking crazy save for myself, though.
To 2006.
*clink*
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she then bought me a hideous itchy jumper that i took back yesterday!
what did you guys finally do for NYE?
we did fuck all apart from eat, drink and watch the new John Waters movie (and be kept awake til 9am by the pub).
those hoodie guys - yeah, keep an eye out.
2 guys, thin, hoodies. cant be hard to find.